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‘Say your farewells, Peter Abelard. Say farewell to your Héloise. I fear that

if you remain stubborn, she’ll not see you again.’
‘James.’ Chi-Chi moved close to him. ‘Tell them. What can it cost now?
Please tell them.’
Rising from the floor on which he
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Holding her close, he whispered, urging her to try not to worry. ‘If I tell them,
they’ll do away with both of us anyway.’ And with a last, close embrace he
kissed the fragile-looking girl and turned to his captors.
There were more men than he had ever seen before in the long corridors and

the main rooms. They all seemed to be armed, and many wore the grey uniform
of the men who held him. He saw that some had badges of a claw riven in half
on the breast pockets of their jackets. What was it M had said? ‘We’re getting
together an assault team.’ Well, he had better be bloody quick about it, because
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friend Brokenclaw obviously had something original and unpleasant in store.
They hustled him along the passages and finally up the stairs at the southern
end of the huge bunker to the exit through which he had been taken for the ride
into San Francisco. Outside, near the tree-camouflaged hangar, more men

worked clearing away the debris of the helicopter. He winced when he saw
what remained. They had certainly bent that machine more than somewhat as
Damon Runyon would have said.
As they passed the hangar, Bond knew without a doubt what they were about

to do. The general walked with the aid of a cane, limping along next to the
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gigantic Brokenclaw. Bone Bender Ding was there also, his head bandaged,
and he thought Frozen Stalk Pu was one of the others, mostly uniformed.
Finally they reached the place. At one end, on a hard standing, there was a

large, low, oblong building. Running from this building was an area of around
thirty feet, fenced in with heavy chain-link secured at regular intervals to high
concrete poles.
As they walked the length of the chain-link fence, Bond glanced back. The

oblong building was a cage. Strong iron bars ran the length of the structure on
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the enclosure end, and inside he caught his first sight of the wolves.
Seven of them, Brokenclaw had said, and he could well believe it, as he
saw the creatures padding to and fro within the cage, restless, as though

sniffing the air for food.
They reached the far end of the enclosure and Brokenclaw brought the party
to a halt.

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