"Would you like anything to drink 007?" M asked, trying to calm James
before this now apparent bad news.
"Nothing, thank you", James answered politely.
"I'm going to be honest with you 007; nothing like this has ever happened before. Your good friend and partner Robinson, well he has been kidnapped."
"What?" James asked, now fully hooked in the conversation.
"Yes, we received the ransom note this afternoon, and along with it a phone call. Of course we traced the call, but apparently our kidnapper isn't stupid enough to be dealing with a private phone." M said crisply.
"So you're telling me that there's no way to find Robinson," James said angrily.
"No, I never said that," M replied, "All I said was that our kidnapper wasn't stupid enough to use a private phone, but he was foolish enough to use a payphone with a hidden camera."
"Are you kidding me?" Bond asked, a bit annoyed at what he thought was M's attempt to be funny.
"Not at all 007, and if you question my words once more, I will have you thrown out of this office. Anyway, our suspect used one of the four telephones with a camera located on the mouthpiece." M replied coolly.
"So then lets just find this guy now that we know what he looks like, and get Robinson back," James said.
"Well, there are two troubling factors in this case. First, we couldn't see the man's face as he was wearing some sort of cape. Second, on his arm, he had a very familiar yet frightening patch. The patch belonged to the 'Drax Corporation'".
"No way, the 'Drax Corporation'? Led by now dead millionare Hugo Drax? M, there must be some mistake. I killed that man in the Moonraker mission. I shot him and watched him fly out into space. I saw him die," Bond said, now thoroughly confused.
"That's exactly what we all said 007, but we cannot deny what we saw on that man's arm."
"And you are sure it is a genuine patch?" Bond asked suspiciously.
"Yes, there is only one machine in the world that leaves that exact mark in the center of the patch, and that machine belonged to Hugo Drax."
"So are you saying that Drax is still alive?"
"Not at all, just someone may have taken over the lead, and is now up to something dangerous. We need you to investigate this and try to find Robinson."
"And how exactly do you know where the Drax Corporation is today."
"Oh, that was the easy part, it seems that after Drax was killed, his workers still needed to make some money, and so they created another company which you probably know very well, Arx-D."
"The toilet paper company. Wow, I underestimated you M."
"Anyway, we believe that Robinson, and any plans for destruction will be located in the head building of 'Arx-D'. This of course is in central Florida. A helicopter will be ready this afternoon. Sneak in, find Robinson, and anything else you can, and then get out."
"Wow, this will be a first, raiding Britain's finest toilet paper company. You know, I'll never use the restroom the same way."
"Out with you!" M said, though there was a bit of laughter in her voice.
"Nothing, thank you", James answered politely.
"I'm going to be honest with you 007; nothing like this has ever happened before. Your good friend and partner Robinson, well he has been kidnapped."
"What?" James asked, now fully hooked in the conversation.
"Yes, we received the ransom note this afternoon, and along with it a phone call. Of course we traced the call, but apparently our kidnapper isn't stupid enough to be dealing with a private phone." M said crisply.
"So you're telling me that there's no way to find Robinson," James said angrily.
"No, I never said that," M replied, "All I said was that our kidnapper wasn't stupid enough to use a private phone, but he was foolish enough to use a payphone with a hidden camera."
"Are you kidding me?" Bond asked, a bit annoyed at what he thought was M's attempt to be funny.
"Not at all 007, and if you question my words once more, I will have you thrown out of this office. Anyway, our suspect used one of the four telephones with a camera located on the mouthpiece." M replied coolly.
"So then lets just find this guy now that we know what he looks like, and get Robinson back," James said.
"Well, there are two troubling factors in this case. First, we couldn't see the man's face as he was wearing some sort of cape. Second, on his arm, he had a very familiar yet frightening patch. The patch belonged to the 'Drax Corporation'".
"No way, the 'Drax Corporation'? Led by now dead millionare Hugo Drax? M, there must be some mistake. I killed that man in the Moonraker mission. I shot him and watched him fly out into space. I saw him die," Bond said, now thoroughly confused.
"That's exactly what we all said 007, but we cannot deny what we saw on that man's arm."
"And you are sure it is a genuine patch?" Bond asked suspiciously.
"Yes, there is only one machine in the world that leaves that exact mark in the center of the patch, and that machine belonged to Hugo Drax."
"So are you saying that Drax is still alive?"
"Not at all, just someone may have taken over the lead, and is now up to something dangerous. We need you to investigate this and try to find Robinson."
"And how exactly do you know where the Drax Corporation is today."
"Oh, that was the easy part, it seems that after Drax was killed, his workers still needed to make some money, and so they created another company which you probably know very well, Arx-D."
"The toilet paper company. Wow, I underestimated you M."
"Anyway, we believe that Robinson, and any plans for destruction will be located in the head building of 'Arx-D'. This of course is in central Florida. A helicopter will be ready this afternoon. Sneak in, find Robinson, and anything else you can, and then get out."
"Wow, this will be a first, raiding Britain's finest toilet paper company. You know, I'll never use the restroom the same way."
"Out with you!" M said, though there was a bit of laughter in her voice.