CHAPTER 5
Bond found himself staring down the barrel of Mr. White's pistol. He felt
his heart sink. Dammit, he screamed inside of his head. Bond wanted to
lurch forward and slap the gun away, but he wouldn't be fast enough.
Mr. White was standing too far away. Mr. White quickly motioned for
Bond to step into the nearby alley. White followed him, pistol raised.
"Mr. White, hello," Bond said.
"You can skip the pleasantries, Bond. You know why I'm here, don't
you?"
"To kill me, I assume?"
White nodded. "I'm sure you remember the pearl handled PPK."
"How could I forget? But no silencer this time, White?" Bond asked.
"There's no need. The police here are fools they would never catch me
after the shots are fired," White replied.
"But before you kill me would you mind telling me how you escaped me
that time we were on the cruise ship?" Bond asked with a raised
eyebrow.
"Well it was quite simple, really," White said with a smirk. "I was
wearing a bullet proof vest beneath my suit. When I fell off the wave
runner it came to a stop. I held my breath and hid underneath it until you
went away. Then I swam back to the ship and hid in the engine room
until we reached the first port."
"Absolutely fabulous," Bond said, stalling for time.
"Now you die, Bond. And then I become the most famous assasin in the
entire wor-AAARRRRGGHH!"
White's face contorted with pain. He suddenly fell to the ground, a
smoking heap. Bond looked forward and saw a woman holding a cattle
prod. One hand was against her hip, the other held the weapon. Her
long black hair fell in sheets around her head. She was ravishing.
"Thank you very much," Bond said, placing a hand against his fast
beating heart. It was beating fast from fear of dying, rather than love for
the woman.
"You're very welcome Mr. Bond," she replied.
"Is he dead?" Bond asked, pointing to White.
"Oh yes. I set the prod to maximum voltage. Only someone with super
human strength could survive that sort of electric shock."
"Who are you? Did M send you?" Bond asked.
"Why no, he didn't. In fact I work for that slavery ring you just escaped
from. But now that I saved your life you are indebtted to me. You must
do me a favor."
"Certainly, Miss?"
"Forester. Forester Loveless."
"How can I assist you Miss Loveless?"
"You must kill someone for me."
"And who would that be?"
"You'll find out in due time, Mr. Bond," Loveless said. She turned the
voltage on the prod down to half and shoved the device into Bond's
chest. He felt a current of electricity flow through him, moments before
he went unconscious.
Bond found himself staring down the barrel of Mr. White's pistol. He felt
his heart sink. Dammit, he screamed inside of his head. Bond wanted to
lurch forward and slap the gun away, but he wouldn't be fast enough.
Mr. White was standing too far away. Mr. White quickly motioned for
Bond to step into the nearby alley. White followed him, pistol raised.
"Mr. White, hello," Bond said.
"You can skip the pleasantries, Bond. You know why I'm here, don't
you?"
"To kill me, I assume?"
White nodded. "I'm sure you remember the pearl handled PPK."
"How could I forget? But no silencer this time, White?" Bond asked.
"There's no need. The police here are fools they would never catch me
after the shots are fired," White replied.
"But before you kill me would you mind telling me how you escaped me
that time we were on the cruise ship?" Bond asked with a raised
eyebrow.
"Well it was quite simple, really," White said with a smirk. "I was
wearing a bullet proof vest beneath my suit. When I fell off the wave
runner it came to a stop. I held my breath and hid underneath it until you
went away. Then I swam back to the ship and hid in the engine room
until we reached the first port."
"Absolutely fabulous," Bond said, stalling for time.
"Now you die, Bond. And then I become the most famous assasin in the
entire wor-AAARRRRGGHH!"
White's face contorted with pain. He suddenly fell to the ground, a
smoking heap. Bond looked forward and saw a woman holding a cattle
prod. One hand was against her hip, the other held the weapon. Her
long black hair fell in sheets around her head. She was ravishing.
"Thank you very much," Bond said, placing a hand against his fast
beating heart. It was beating fast from fear of dying, rather than love for
the woman.
"You're very welcome Mr. Bond," she replied.
"Is he dead?" Bond asked, pointing to White.
"Oh yes. I set the prod to maximum voltage. Only someone with super
human strength could survive that sort of electric shock."
"Who are you? Did M send you?" Bond asked.
"Why no, he didn't. In fact I work for that slavery ring you just escaped
from. But now that I saved your life you are indebtted to me. You must
do me a favor."
"Certainly, Miss?"
"Forester. Forester Loveless."
"How can I assist you Miss Loveless?"
"You must kill someone for me."
"And who would that be?"
"You'll find out in due time, Mr. Bond," Loveless said. She turned the
voltage on the prod down to half and shoved the device into Bond's
chest. He felt a current of electricity flow through him, moments before
he went unconscious.