For a moment, Bond lay still. Then the thin man came and pulled him up against the wall. He had a gun in his hand. He used it to hit Bond hard across the legs. Bond cried out with pain and fell on to his knees. A door banged shut. Vesper and the third gunman had disappeared. Bond turned his head to the right and saw Le Chiffre. ´Come here, my dear friend,´ said Le Chiffre. He spoke calmly in English. ´Let?s not waste any more time.´
