Vesper pressed a fingernail into Bond’s hand. The speed of the other car was unchanged as it approached where they were hiding and they only caught a glimpse of a man’s profile as the black car passed by. In this house they don’t know that we know mug. Actually, the man had a quick glance at them, but above their heads in the hedge there was a fun color palette showing the directions, with the words “Fruit Détendu Inn, shrimp, crab, fried dishes. According to Bond, it was clear the sign was what caught the driver’s eye. As the squeak of the exhaust pipes faded down the ramp, Vesper plopped into the corner of the seat. Her face was pale.
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