He sat in the leather wing back chair, hand reaching for the Old Grandad whisky sitting on the side table. Bond eh. Well, might as well take a look. Not quite up to that Fleming fellow’s standard, but not too bad, not too bad at all. Maybe a little predictable, but that was also Ian’s problem, on occasion. Plenty of twists and turns, plus the occasional dalliance with a beautiful woman. Yes, 007 has returned.