8.
Bond knew this was his first chance to stop the
operation. One chance he was willing to take, no, one chance he had to take.
That choice was assassination. Carter should die tonight. Now there was one way
to do this, Bond would have to kill him while he was selling the heroin to
another customer. A very convert job mission indeed. Bond snatched his Walther,
a pair of binoculars, and some climbing equipment and headed out to the field.
Carter was sitting in his usual spot, definitely
waiting for someone. Carter had to be a very patient man, as he was just
staring into space all day, occasionally sipping his wine or lighting a
cigarette. Carter must be in very poor health by acting like this all day for
long periods of time. Bond decided to keep out of his sight and get himself a
Vodka Martini and bought some cigarettes. He gulped down half of his Martini
before lighting his first cigarette. He finished his Martini and walked
outside. Bond lit another cigarette and walked into the alley. His climbing
equipment was set next to the lone trash can in the alley. He grabbed them and
creeped over to the window in which Carter sells the heroin.
There was no sign of Carter in the window, so Bond
sat down and thought about what lies ahead. Bond thought of this half as part
of his mission and half as a personal vendetta. Revenge, revenge for the death
of Lory. No doubt it was probably Carter that killed the Italian agents. It was
brilliant, Carter was making it look as he was just a contact for the CIA, like
he was the man who was being targeted. It is sick, Bond thought, that such
brilliant minds are used for evil. But then again, a successful criminal has
one of the smartest and complex brains in the world. They must evade the law,
and make it seem as if they never broke it.
A
door creaking rushed Bond's mind back into full focus. Carter sat down at his
desk. Bond couldn't see anyone with Carter, but assumed he was with someone, as
he could see his lips moving. Now it was time for Carter to die. He equipped his
climbing gear and took to the wall. He made sure his Walther was equipped and
started climbing the brick wall. Now was revenge time. Brick after bricks
flashed in Bond's mind. He reached the window, pulled out his Walther, aimed
for Carter and.......
A shot at Bond interrupted Bond as he turned around
to find the shooter. Carter was alerted and pulled a silenced Berretta and shot
his customer. E then ducked under his desk. Bond hopped down the wall and
looked for the killer. Could he be a sniper up on the building?
Bond looked up and then a voice surprised him,
"Drop the gun now, or I will kill you!" Bond recognized the voice
vaguely. He threw down his gun. "Turn around, slowly now." Bond
turned and stared into the assassin's face and was in shock at what he saw.
Standing there with a gun to Bond's head, was Edward Drake.