Bond kept his foot pressed on the accelerator, not stopping for anything. Pedestrians jumped out of the way, cars skidded to a stop, and still Bond pursued. Once on the winding country roads Bond caught a glimpse of the Audi. He pressed his foot even more firmly into the gas. Soon he was bumper to bumper with the car, nudging it here and there trying to make it swerve to a stop. "Damn you!" Bond cursed, letting his emotions get the best of him. He slammed his foot down on the pedal, pulled up alongside the black luxury car and peered over to see an obviously frightened middle aged white man. He didn't recognize him and he didn't hesitate to swerve into the car and finish the job. It was only in the split second before the car tumbled over the edge of the cliff did Bond see the tall, muscular, black figure of Mayday tied and gagged in the back seat. Bond slammed on the brakes, paused for a moment and screamed at the top of his lungs. Two beautiful women had been killed. Two people he could've counted on to figure this whole thing out. Now what was he to do?
Sudgy has been killed in the night! He was Mayday, the MI-6 Aligned Mason.
Day 2 starts now!