CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Ready for the report? Here it is!
"What is it, Q?" Bond asked urgently.
"Alright, so it turns out that when Mallory was the acting head of the department, he placed a bomb in a drawer in M's desk that she hardly uses," he explained.
"I see. But how did he make sure it would go off when she was there?" Bond asked.
"That's the tricky part. We found a sound recorder lodged inside her bulldog sculpture. Mallory and his men were listening for when she was in there and for when the two of you would discuss his plans. They have some kind of technology that enabled them to trigger the bomb without being at the site," Q said.
"That is tricky," Bond agreed. "Now, you may tell me more when I get back. Let me give this report to M and I'll be outside the office in and hour and a half."
"Right. Good day, 007," Q said.
"Goodbye, Q."
"What did he say?" M asked as soon as Bond put the phone away.
He retold what Q had told him quickly. M's eyes widened when he explained the recorders.
"You mean he was listening to everything I said?" she asked incredulously.
"Unfortunately, yes, I do," Bond said. "But the good news is, we know what it is and how to stop it."
"Right, but how can we do that? The office is in ruins and the fire department won't let us in," M said.
"How do you think Q found all that out?" Bond asked.
M sighed. "Sorry, I forgot. Smoke inhalation or something. The doctor said I would be forgetful and tired for a while."
"I see, well, you would like me to leave you to rest?" Bond asked.
"Oh no, not at all. I do enjoy the company," M insisted.
"Alright, well then, tell me, where are you planning on having our offices? Judging by the current state of them, we probably can't use the base," Bond said.
"Oh, really, what gave you that idea?" M asked dryly. "But, I'm not sure. I'll have to do some searching to find somewhere more discreet."
"That might be smart," Bond agreed. "In fact, I might know just the place."
Sorry, this chapter is super short, but it has the report in it. Reviews welcome, as always!