FIRST INTERCEPTION
From: 2941123feif86@ue.gov
To: 938nvkr9480k@ue.gov

Jessie -

The world, as you so often say, has gone mad. They send me through airport security - yes, me! And search me for weapons, though I'll be picking up the trusty Walther as soon as I land. But I have to go through the formalities, because M is too cheap to spring for a private jet. Meanwhile my countrymen pay 50% taxes. Maybe we should take up a collection.

I'll call you when I get to the hotel - Q's sent some of his henchmen to deliver the goods, so until I meet them my cell phone is but a fond memory.

Ah well. Three days isn't such a VERY long time, now is it? I've made a resolution to stay away from the blackjack tables, and everything else for that matter. I'll just sit and read philosophy, I suppose, and wonder how long my resolutions will succeed without you constantly attempting to break my foot. Pretty well, if I can remind myself of what you'll break if I don't succeed.

I'll be back in three days or 72 hours, whichever comes first, and still

Devotedly yours -