Bond slid behind the wheel and they were off, racing out of the city. Terrance had had time to spirit Q away and their destination was well into the countryside. Getting out of London itself proved to be a headache.

"Tell me your story," Bond prompted, thinking that maybe if Rob talked then he wouldn't get caught up in a spiral of scenarios running through his head. "Better yet, tell me what you know about...Quentin."

Quentin. Ridiculous.