Unusual Means of Escape
The exit was locked. James tried to open it with a lock pick but to no avail. He grunted. "I need some oil to grease this thing."
Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Alec scramble through what was left of their belongings.
"I've already checked, 006."
A second later Alec pushed a tube into his hand. James turned it over to read the description. "Lubricant?" he asked in disbelief.
"A good agent's always prepared," Alec remarked, mocking a sentence their instructors had drilled into them – a phrase James often repeated himself.
"Let's put it to good use, then."
Saving the World Today
Challenge: a broken bottle, a cigarette butt and lots of dry grass
Great; fucking great. A megalomaniac was threatening to take over the world, and here he was – Bond, James Bond, Britain's top agent - supposed to save the world but stuck on an island with half a dozen armed men guarding him and stripped of his possessions.
He looked around and frowned. Hadn't Alec once claimed to have saved the world with a slingshot, a syringe and an empty wallet?
So surely he could do it with a piece of a broken bottle, a cigarette butt and lots of dry grass.
Hard to believe what the world depended on right now.