For Your Eyes Only
"e;MOVE AN INCH AND I'LL KILL YOU."e;It had been a girl's voice, but a voice that fiercely meant what it said.Bond, his heart thumping, stared up the shaft of the steel arrow whose blue-tempered triangular tip parted the grass stalks eighteen inches from his head.The girl was dressed in ragged coat and trousers.
The beauty of her face was wild and animal, with a wide, sensuous mouth, high cheekbones and silvery gray, disdainful eyes.
There was the blood of scratches on her forearms and down one cheek.
She looked like a dangerous customer who knew wild country and forests and was not afraid of them.Bond thought she was wonderful.
He smiled at her..."e;I suppose you're Robin Hood.
My name's James Bond..."e;BOND IS BACK!007 deals a deathblow to international crime as he tracks gunrunners in the blue Caribbean, unearths a thorny nest of spies in a French forest, smashes smugglers in sunny Italy and teams up with an untamed huntress on a mission of vengeance in Vermont.