No time to die
Feb 01, 2022
4 minutes
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“Come in Bond, and don’t touch anything.”Q was in one of his testy moods.
“Look, Q Branch has given a bit of thought to what you’ll need for your next mission and we think this fits the bill.”
Bond eyed the white dust sheet covering Q’s workbench. What gadget had they come up with this time, he wondered – one of those exploding pens, a miniaturised bugging device, or perhaps something containing yet another laser? Q seemed rather fond of those.
“We’re really quite proud of this,” Q beamed. “It’s been tested extensively and should be just the job.”
He whipped the dust sheet away and Bond stared at the complex mechanism lying on the bench. “There you are 007, a Mark 4 Fenn
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