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datatime: 2022-11-30 05:15:34 Author:PrHBvBCk

There's no room to pass anything. Bond sounded irritable.Why this farm track, Jack?

No.The booking was what in the trade is known as clandestine.

I try not to bother with these people so I told them I'd had no customers this morning.Good?Yes?

On the other hand it ain't gonna be impossible. He suddenly swung the car across the road, hanging a right into narrow country lane.

This ain't gonna be the easiest job in the world. Wade's voice was languid, as though it did not matter one way or the other to him.

Our trade as well.Gee, we use the same words; and they say Britain and America are two countries separated by the same language.

I try not to bother with these people so I told them I'd had no customers this morning.Good?Yes?

Sure, that's why everyone still calls it that, or the old name Cheka. Interchangeable, babe.If you don't know that, someone's been putting happy dust into your breakfast cereal.I don't know a single Russian who calls KGB anything else but KGB - yesterday, today, forever, like the ads for that musical, Kittens.

Some fools have been tampering with weapons and railway equipment. He gave them a gap-toothed grin.

Whatever.Anyways, the outskirts are crawling with people looking to do dangerous things to you.I did a quick checkup, and for some reason they don't seem to know where you've been staying, James.

After a pause, Bond asked if he understood Wade correctly.What you're saying is that nobody's got the hotel under surveillance?

It'll be cool.Don't worry.

The Police and Security Organs are looking for a man and a woman.

And that's the good news.The bad news is that the train stations and airports are crawling with the secret squirrels.You're both gonna need new passports, and I fear we're forced to use some old-fashioned remedy, like disguise. Bond hated disguises; never felt happy wearing them; found it difficult to take on some new role.He made a lame protest, saying he wasn't going to wear fancy dress, not for anybody.

KGB doesn't exist any more,' Natalya bridled.

Some fools have been tampering with weapons and railway equipment. He gave them a gap-toothed grin.

Sure, that's why everyone still calls it that, or the old name Cheka. Interchangeable, babe.If you don't know that, someone's been putting happy dust into your breakfast cereal.I don't know a single Russian who calls KGB anything else but KGB - yesterday, today, forever, like the ads for that musical, Kittens.

No.The booking was what in the trade is known as clandestine.

Because of the road blocks and their other games, James.

They not take your passport at the hotel?

Just age you a bit, and Natalya can be aged down.

Cats,' Bond corrected.

Clean as the proverbial whistle.No pack drill, no names, James.

And that's the good news.The bad news is that the train stations and airports are crawling with the secret squirrels.You're both gonna need new passports, and I fear we're forced to use some old-fashioned remedy, like disguise. Bond hated disguises; never felt happy wearing them; found it difficult to take on some new role.He made a lame protest, saying he wasn't going to wear fancy dress, not for anybody.

Just age you a bit, and Natalya can be aged down.

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