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was certain you were not Argentbright.’

‘You denied it?’ He was feeling a little stronger and the room had stopped
spinning.
‘Of course, but he said he would have the truth, one way or another.’
He saw her wrists were marked with deep bruises. ‘What
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Chi?’
‘He said . . .’ she faltered. ‘He said that if I did not give him all the
information I knew, he would kill me on the spot.’ She gulped a sob. ‘I told him
to kill me.’ Once more she gave a sob and began to weep gently, the tears

flowing down her cheeks, the delicious little nose crimson. ‘He said they did
not have time to waste with drugs. He said he knew the best way to deal with
me.’ A shuddering sigh. ‘They stripped me; hung me with leather thongs around
my wrists and whipped me. I screamed. I even became unconscious. But,
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James, the pain went on and on. I just told him so that it would stop. I’m sorry.’
‘There’s no need to be sorry, Chi-Chi.’ He put his arms around her, taking
care not to touch the bruised and bleeding back. ‘The person has yet to be born
who doesn’t give in. If the brutality hadn’t worked, they’d have tried some

other way.’
She moaned as he cradled her like a small child.
‘What else happened? Do you know?’
‘They have the Navy people here. He put me in a cell across from them.

They’re in a bad way in a special area, a very narrow passage running off the
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north underground wing. There’s a wall, and it opens up when you kick a brick
on the lower left side. They have a lot of guards. I was there for a while, then
the big one, Ding . . .’

Bond nodded.
‘. . . Ding came down. He seemed very angry. He grabbed at me and said I
was going to nurse you, that you were lucky to be alive, that he had been in a
helicopter accident with you. The pilot was killed, he told me. Then he

dragged me to you. We’re in a secure room in the north wing passage, near the
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other prisoners.’
Bond was sitting up, now. Almost back to normal. ‘How long?’ he asked.
‘How long have I . . . ?’

‘I’ve been with you for two hours, maybe more. I was frightened you would
die. I think they’ve already spent quite a while trying to bring you round. They
said you were concussed, and when Ding came, he had obviously been hurt.

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