"At sight of Bond the negroes' mouths fell open in astonishment. A cigarette dropped from the mouth of the man at the wheel. Then they both dived for their guns. Instinctively, Bond shot first at the man standing, knowing he would be quickest on the draw. The heavy gun roared hollowly in the garage. The negro clutched his stomach with both hands, saggered two steps towards Bond, and collapsed on his face, his gun clattering on to the concrete. The man at the wheel screamed as Bond's gun swung on to him. Hampered by the wheel the negro's shooting hand was still inside his coat. Bond shot straight into the screamind mouth and the man's head crashed against the side window."