This day had been hard, opportunities for finding a story had not come her way. Michelle decided that retail therapy was needed. Calling a cab she told the driver to hit the main shopping street.
“Your command is my desire mam”
Michelle wondered why such an obviously well heeled British man, should be driving a cab in her town. The journalist in her reached for a story. She got much more than she desired. As the cab picked up speed, its driver called out
“Hit the deck miss”, … “My name it’s Bond, James Bond”.