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‘You are certain, Captain Bond, that you will not relent? My wolves have

yet to be fed today. It will be unpleasant to be unmanned by them. But I
suppose what will follow may not be too bad. After the exquisite pain, the
ripping of your most private self, you’ll long for them to finish the job.’
‘Let’s get on with it, shall we?’ Bond was determined that i
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his end, then he would meet it in as dignified a manner as possible. He
remembered an old instructor saying to him, ‘Bond, always remember you are
a gentleman. So, live like a gentleman and for God’s sake die like a
gentleman.’

Brokenclaw gave a sharp order and two of the other uniformed men helped
the pair of guards to strip Bond until he was standing completely naked. It was
only then that Brokenclaw approached him. Frozen Stalk Pu was with him,
carrying a small bucket.
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Brokenclaw gestured towards the bucket. ‘A particularly pleasant animal
fat,’ he explained. ‘My pets are very partial to this nourishment. It’s a gourmet
meal for them. In fact anything daubed with this stuff becomes a delicious
treat.’ As he spoke, he pulled on a pair of surgical gloves. Then he plunged his

hands into the bucket, bringing out a large glutinous lump which he began to
smear around Bond’s loins.
‘I’m sorry if the smell offends you, Bond, but my pets like their treat. There,
I think that’s enough. You are certain you don’t wish to tell us what we want to

know?’
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‘Quite determined, thank you. In fact, all I’ll say is that it’s been very
unpleasant knowing you.’
‘Thank you.’ Brokenclaw made it sound as though he had been paid a great

compliment. ‘I should tell you that at any time before you lose consciousness,
if you change your mind we can call them off. They obey me very well
considering they are creatures of the wild.’ He turned to the guards and
nodded.

There was a small gateway set in the chain-link fence at the far end of the
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enclosure through which he was pushed.
They took him to within ten feet of the cage, and he could see the wolves
getting excited. Some appeared to be slavering. One barked, expectantly.

Four stakes had been firmly driven into the ground and Bond was pushed
down, his back against the earth, between the stakes. He felt his wrists and
ankles being secured, he thought with strong leather thongs, which were in turn

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