The Spy Who Loved Me – Excerpt No. 9

He unlocked his phone, and looked up at the restaurant to find that both of the women were gone. Fuck me.

He double tapped on his phone and selected an icon. Within seconds he saw that they were en route. Based on their onboard navigation the girls were headed to the outskirts of the city, a place still under government control.

He pressed another button, and stood there waiting for three minutes. A sleek sports car pulled up and all four lights flashed three times. As he approached the handle closest to him popped out of the door. He used the handle to get inside.

Silhouette of a man in a dark suit standing on a wet city street in thick orange fog, facing a sleek red sports car with its headlights on, Montreal-style buildings and neon signs visible through the haze.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.



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