Moonraker (Penguin Viking Lit Fiction)

‘Benzedrine,’ said James Bond. ‘It’s what I shall need If I’m going to keep my wits about me tonight. It’s apt to make one a bit overconfident, but that’ll help too.’ He stirred the champagne so that the white powder whirled among the bubbles. Then he drank the mixture down with one long swallow. ‘It doesn’t taste,’ said Bond, ‘And the champagne is quite excellent’

At M’s request, Bond has gone up against Sir Hugo Drax at the card table, on a mission to teach the millionaire and head of the Moonraker project a lesson he won’t forget, and prevent a scandal engulfing Britain’s latest defence system. But there is more to the mysterious Drax than simply cheating at cards. And once Bond delves deeper into goings-on at the Moonraker base he discovers that both the project and its leader are something other than they pretend to be …