Bond had no idea how he managed to stay upright, but at last it was over and everyone cheered and broke up into pairs and groups.
Tracy got her arm under his. Bond pulled himself together. He said hoarsely, ‘Mix with the crowd, Tracy. Got to get away from here. People after me.’ A sudden hope came to him. ‘Got your car?’
‘Yes, darling. Everything’ll be all right. Just hang on to me. Are people waiting for you outside?’
‘Could be. Watch out for a big black Mercedes. There may be shooting. Better stay away from me. I can make it. Where’s the car?’
‘Down the road to the right. But don’t be silly. Here, I’ve got an idea. You get into this parka.’ She ran the zip down and stripped it off. ‘It’ll be a tight fit. Here, put your arm into this sleeve.’
‘But you’ll get cold.’
‘Do as I tell you
