Paul and Julian spend the morning together.

A great deal of history is written on the body. Bond reads attentively.

There have been stranger love-matches made at sea. Probably.

He feels Sui Zhou's smile unlace over his pulse, languid and nude in its amusement. "You've had the morning," he answers, unmoved. "The day won't keep for you."

No man has aught of what he leaves.

Bob Benson is a problem-solver. It's 45 minutes before the SCDP Christmas party and Pete has a pretty big problem.

Hickey and Tozer share an extremely unauthorized celebration in the showers.

William Gibson has a past, but Cornelius Hickey has a future.

Is it him that courts such misfortune, Qingming wonders, neither for the first nor the last time in his long baned life, or is he the misfortune courted?

"If you have a choice in not having a choice about coming,” Fu Meng-po says, eyebrows cocked out from behind the frame of his sunglasses, “then it's not a kidnapping."

“You’re not fun,” Kuan-hung complains. “At all.”