Zero Minus Ten
Raymond Benson
Language: English
Pages: 272
ISBN: 0399142576
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Master operative James Bond is rushed to Hong Kong two weeks before British sovereignty is set to expire in an effort to uncover the killers of several prominent Englishmen and avert the growing political disaster.
on the stool. Bond sat, shaking his head. “Major, why do I feel like I’m in Harrod’s? I wear a nine and a half.” Boothroyd turned to the shoes on the wall. “Nine and a half … nine and a half … do you prefer black or brown?” “Black, please. Is this a joke?” Boothroyd placed a pair of black shoes in front of Bond. “You know better than to ask that. Well, take off your shoes and try them on!” Feeling ridiculous, Bond did as he was told. “Now I suppose you want me to walk around the room and see
Zone. Whether or not it would retain any semblance of autonomy remained to be seen. Shenzhen looked extremely commercial and urbanized. Bond expected to see an obligatory McDonald’s or two along the way, but when he saw the famous Playboy rabbit logo on a building, he was quite surprised. The train stopped briefly to let passengers on and off, then continued northwest towards Guangzhou. The scenery flashing by the train window alternated curiously every few seconds—one moment it was rural
rural migrants camped in the station’s vast courtyard, surrounded by bundles of clothing and bedding. Some of them looked as if they had lived there for months or even years, eating, sleeping, and carving out a life for themselves right there on the pavement. Some were peddling goods and services to tourists. It was a stark contrast to the clean, metropolitan station in Kowloon. Guangzhou itself is the sixth largest city in China, with an estimated population of three and a half million. It is
off a three-foot branch from a dried bush nearby. The dingos growled when he did that. Bond rubbed the flint against the steel. A couple of sparks flew, then the shoelace caught fire. He quickly wrapped it around the branch, and eventually he had a torch. 007 jumped up abruptly, shouting at the dingos and waving the torch. A few of them yelped and immediately ran away, but three of the larger dogs stubbornly held their ground. They growled and bared their teeth, then barked fiercely. Bond ran at
mutual respect for each other; but now, after all the years, they were close friends. Even so, Bond had consciously to refrain from addressing the man as “sir.” Bond couldn’t say he was friends with the new M. He wasn’t even sure he liked her, but he respected her. In her short tenure, she had already shown she was capable of being an effective leader. She wasn’t afraid of proactive operations, something Bond had feared might be discontinued. If some dirty work needed to be performed, she had no