James fell to the ground as the bomb exploded behind him. He looked back at the remains of his car in bewilderment, "What in the bloody hell happened?" Before the device exploded, he had enough time to recognize the bomb to be one of his agency's own, "But how? Why?" He slowly got up and looked around foranyone that may have been watching him and indeed there was. On the rooftop of a nearby building, he could see a figure with binoculars in one hand,watching his every move. The other hand held a pistol and was slowly motioning for him to get up, "Damn!" Holding his hands up, he slowly got up while keeping an eye on the figure. A shot rang out, startling James but he quickly realized he wasn't hit as he ducked back down. The loud thud of a body hitting the pavement behind him made James turn around. He then looked back at the figure on the roof who was walking away and out of sight, their pistol was clearly smoking from the blast. Sighing with relief, James crept cautiously toward the fallen man, keeping in mind that theperson the on the roof could kill him. The guy was shot in the heart and was laying face up on the ground. James took note of the shooter's accuracy in aim, "Or was it luck?" In his right hand was a rifle, cocked and ready to shoot. James picked it up and slung it over his shoulder while grabbing a few other things from the dead man's pockets; a knife, pistol, grenades, "Bloody hell, this guy was loaded!" When he was finished, he turned back to the figure's covered face and leaned forward, curious to see who he was. Pulling off the mask, he stood still in shock...
Don't hate me for leaving you at a cliff hanger here! This is my first James Bond story, so if I mess it up, please forgive me! XP