M looked up as Paulo Bond entered his office.
'Good job on the Orient, Bond. Sorry about that Nash chap, MI5 hadn't pinned him as a Ruski.'
'Not at all M. One needs the practice from time to time. He was... interesting, shall we say?'
'Hmm, interesting, yes,' mused M abstractly as he shuffled some papers. 'Listen Bond, New problem on the horizon I'm afraid; a Dr Gorner, illegal pharmaceuticals or something. Your work with the iPhone was excellent. We need you to continue with that. We need you to show the new recruits what you're planning.'
He looked up with a furrowed brow. 'What are you planning, Bond?'
'Building on the previous session, I shall build a Flash app that loads bus times from a third-party API and integrates them with Google Maps. Then I'll then do the same for the iPhone. We know about Gorner's business. We timed the last bus, and we believe we can track his movements with the iPhone app.'
'Good. I want you to build it live, Bond, so we can all watch. Same time, same place: Tuesday 13th April, 7pm, at The Werks in Hove.'
Bond nodded and got up to leave. M called after him. 'Oh Bond, where's the Russian girl you brought back from Istanbul? Did you hand her over to Guildford?'
'She was South African, M. And I don't know where she is, I haven't seen her since breakfast this morning.'
Smiling, Bond turned the door handle and let himself out.
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