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Olivia cried out when he pressed the scarf against the bleeding wound in her hip.“Sorry,” Bond mumbled, then scowled. “Why didn’t you tell me?”“You were busy.”“When has that ever stopped you?”In spite of her pain, Olivia snorted a laugh.“It’s not that bad.” He eased the scarf away from the wound.She knew better. Could feel the life leaving her body.“007…”“No! No, you won’t die! I won’t let you!”She shook her head. “Bond…”“Please, M. Fight for us.”“Us?”“Yes. Us.”Olivia’s heart skipped a beat.“James…” She nodded. She’d fight for them.