keons.xn--6ii
Routine disappearing act complete.
This old boy needs to find himself in the Kingsmen verse as well.
Not to worry. He isn't expecting obedience from Bond anytime soon.
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Mmmm, yes. She was a tough one. It was a privilege to have learnt from her.
*She wasn't wrong. His sarcastic and often cynical remarks did tend to make him come across as an arsehole aristocratic.*
Perhaps, I should do better then. A drink, to my predecessor?
How refreshing a change. What could have possibly come over the man?
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Yes, well, if I didn't think you could do your job, you wouldn't be here.
*unfortunately for M, Bond is one of his best.*
*not that he will be saying anything of the sort to the man.*
"Yes. Keep an eye on Bond's movements. I'm keeping him in country until I see fit to loosen his leash."
He's being petty and he knows it. But he also didn't particularly care.
"Not with that, Q, thank you for the offer. However,"
Fingers pulling open a desk drawer, retrieving a small yellow envelope.
"Double-oh-nine brought this flash drive back. I need you to bypass its security. I want all the data from it."
"Hmm-, oh, thank you, Q."
Taking the cup with great enthusiasm and gratitude.
"Apologies, I've been up all night cleaning up double-oh-sevens mess in Bruges. And believe me, the Belgium Prime Minister is just as grumpy as I am without coffee."













