GoldenEye by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller, Mystery, Adventure, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780340635377
Google: 8UYzlwEACAAJ
Barnesnoble:
Goodreads: 1697747
Publisher: Orion
Published: 1995-04-14T23:00:00+00:00

There were other reasons. He wanted to be alone in the hope that Janus would take up the bait. To this end he had checked out the changing rooms and the steam rooms, particularly the big one decorated with beautiful tiling, the steam billowing and hot around him. As he knifed through the water, his mind began to focus on the events of the day, of his reunion with Zukovsky and the short telephone conversation he had initiated with Jack Wade. Zukovsky had taken up the offer regarding the explosives deal, the large amount of plastique was now in the hands of the authorities, and the money had safely reached Valentin. In turn, this almost certainly meant that Janus, by now, would have his sights on Bond, the tethered sacrificial goat.

He executed a fast racing turn and streaked through the water, breathing naturally and swimming with ease. He felt good. He felt even better as he emerged at the end of the pool close to the columned entrance to the big steam bath. The clouds of steam were moving, wafting, reforming as though a ghost had passed through.

Someone, he thought, had taken the bait and lurked within the steam. Time to open his pores and steep himself within that same steam.

He climbed out of the pool, shook himself, picking up the towel he had left at this end, rubbing it through his hair as he moved towards the archway and into the dense cloud, heading towards the alcove where he had left his robe.

Instinct was everything now. Someone else was here, in this place. Quite near and lurking with some unholy intent.

He felt the presence though he could not see, then the large pillar came out of the mist, just to his left. He had to pass it to get to his clothes, so he danced to the right, away from the pillar, his head turning left, eyes peering through what could just as easily have been dense cloud or smoke.

He knew, from a hundred experiences of surveillance work, from the countless times he had been a target, and the dozens of times he had searched for a target of his own. He turned left and pounced forward, going low in case his adversary carried a knife. A knife would be the weapon of choice in this kind of situation.

As his hand shot out, he felt his fingers touch flesh, then his entire hand was clasped around another human wrist

He jerked forwards and downwards, dragging whoever it was into the relatively clear air of the alcove where he had left his things.

Xenia Onatopp stood facing him, holding a towel in front of her.

A twist of her wrist and she was off balance and sprawled on the floor as Bond dived for his pistol, wrapped in the robe which lay on the small slatted bench.

By the time he turned, she had clambered to her feet.

She smiled and slowly allowed the towel to drop from her body.

Even though he sensed grave danger, Bond blinked the sweat from his eyes.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.