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The second: a woman. Blonde, pale, with eyes the color of a winter sea. Vesper Lynd. Treasury liaison. Deceased.

She looked at the phone. Bond had just thrown his away. PC - 007- Quantum of Solace

The rain over Venice had not stopped for seventy-two hours. It fell in sheets, washing the centuries of grime from the marble and depositing it into the swollen canals. For most, it was a nuisance. For M, it was a funeral shroud. The second: a woman

She dropped the burner into the canal. It sank without a ripple. Somewhere in the Caribbean, a man with a scar on his cheek was loading a Walther PPK, his heart as cold as the deep water below. The second: a woman. Blonde