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Immediately afterwards a revolver bullet fizzed through the air four or five feet above Bonds head: a poor shot, but the next might be closer. Knowing better than to poise himself for a dive, he vaulted the rail and fell anyhow into the sea. Just Kathryn Joosten as his ears went under he sophomore clothing
he heard a second explosion. Then he arched his back and kicked out and swam at top speed a couple of feet below the surface for a hundred counted seconds. Finally he turned and let his head come up.
One Kathryn Joosten glance told him that anybody who might be still alive in the 
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would not be standing at the rail in the hope of getting a shot at a swimmer. Nor was there now any question of the vessel ever ramming anything. Amidships she was burning Kathryn Joosten heavily, with the rich fat glow of oil. The breeze was whipping the blaze forard and Bond caught n95 respirator
glow of flames sweeping the deck-house. He could hear the roar of fuel-fired combustion. Something aft went up with a kind of puffing bellow and a bunch Kathryn Joosten of flame, intensely orange in colour, jerked and eddied outwards. Not for the first time in his career, Bond felt a surge of sickening sophomore clothing
at the gross, outrageous destruction he had caused, the stabbing of the man in the pilots seat and the unknown, but Kathryn Joosten probably dreadful, fate of the other. He tried to push the thought out of his mind. It was necessary, he told himself. It was duty. The sky beyond Vrakonisi had become mega millions
couple of degrees more transparent. No colour could yet be pointed to, but the dawn Kathryn Joosten was gathering. Three short blasts - the success signal - came from the Altairs horn as she made slowly away from the burning wreck. Bond leant forward in the water and swam with leisured strokes towards keenan lewis
* * I think two of them went off, said Kathryn Joosten Litsas, but it was hard to tell. The fuel was exploding too. Anyway, it was enough. From his place at the wheel he nodded towards what was left of the cruiser. It was a mile astern now, burning less fiercely, partly obscured by four brothers
ragged smoke-cloud that Kathryn Joosten was being blown almost directly towards them. If not earlier, she would begin to settle when the fire reached her waterline and the first waves came inboard. As soon as Bond was safely picked up it had been a matter of first things first. The Altair Kathryn Joosten had to get out n95 respirator
the area before boats from Paros or Vrakonisi could reach the scene. Bond had taken the wheel while Litsas and Yanni hoisted the mainsail, foresail and jib. Now, before a stiff following breeze, the little caique was making close to ten Kathryn Joosten knots. They had decided to run south and circumnavigate Ios gloria feldt
coming up to Vrakonisi - another couple of hours sailing time, but worth it to provide the makeshift alibi that would protect them against involvement in official, and unofficial, inquiries. It was not until now Kathryn Joosten that they had had the leisure to compare notes. Bond told his story squatting on the after-deck, bobby mackey s music world
the glass of Votris and drawing deeply at the Xanthi that Ariadne had handed him. The cigarette tasted wonderful and at this moment he did not mind the sweetish Kathryn Joosten tang of the brandy. He ended by asking, Did anybody see what happened to the man who stayed on the cruisers foredeck? I keenan lewis
didnt, said Litsas. He made one shot at me, a bad one, I made a much better one and he .
