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M turned the page.

The file contained photographs. The first: a man, mid-thirties, handsome in a ruinous way. Dark hair plastered to a forehead, a scar on his right cheek that pulled his smile into something sardonic. Commander James Bond, RN. 00-status active. PC - 007- Quantum of Solace

Static. Then his voice. Flat. Devoid of the old charm. “I found him.” M turned the page

The third: Mr. White. A ghost in a tailored suit. The organization behind the ghost: Quantum. PC - 007- Quantum of Solace

“007,” she said. Not a question.

She closed the file as a water taxi sloshed to a halt at the stone steps. A man stepped out. Not Bond. A younger man, raw-boned, with a duffel bag slung over one shoulder. Bill Tanner’s man. A courier.