Name: Bond, James. Height: 183 cm, weight: 76 kg; slim build; eyes: blue; hair: black; scar down right cheek & on left shoulder; all-round athlete; expert pistol shot, boxer, knife-thrower; does not use disguises. Languages: French and German. Smokes heavily (NB: special cigarettes with three gold bands); vices: drink, but not to excess, and women. Every major foreign government organization has a file on British secret agent James Bond. Now, Russia's lethal SMERSH organization has targeted him for elimination. SMERSH has the perfect bait in the irresistible Tatiana Romanova, who lures 007 to Istanbul promising the top-secret Spektor cipher machine. But when Bond walks willingly into the trap, a game of cross and double-cross ensues, with Bond both the stakes and the prize. From inside front cover: "First get 007. Then the world!" The train began to move. Bond tensed. What a way to die...In a second the dark tunnel would switch out the moonlight and the blue tongue would lick out for him. "Sweet dreams, you English bastard." The rumble became a great swift clanging roar. The bullet, homing on Bond's heart, flashed over its two quiet yards. James Bond pitched forward to the floor...