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Posted on 16 October, 2025

The final instalment in Kim Sherwood’s acclaimed Double O series has been revealed: Hurricane Room, with its title taken from Ian Fleming’s From Russia with Love…

‘Bond went to his hurricane room only when the situation was beyond his control and no other possible action could be taken…’

Kim says, ‘The end of the trilogy, the hardest to write, my favourite book so far. I had so many James Bond posters on my wall growing up featuring that famous silhouette and I feel much more emotional about this than I anticipated.’

Her new adventure sees the Double O agents make their last stand, in explosive style.

The return of 007

Agent 003, Joanna Harwood, has finally found James Bond after nearly two years of searching. All she has to do is get him out of Russia alive and convince him he can trust her again.

A mission for revenge

But Bond trusts no one. And he wants revenge on Mora, the monstrous figure at the head of Rattenfänger – a terrorist organisation with links to the past.

The final showdown

MI6’s Double O section is in pieces. Moneypenny is captured. 000 has switched sides. And all of Rattenfänger’s plans for hijacking the cyber-intelligence of the West are finally about to be realised.

The remaining Double Os must work together – and figure out which of them are still loyal…

Read a snippet here…

‘The former servants’ quarters smelt of lilies. Harwood advanced through a bright living room, towards an open bedroom door, where a pool of blood waited. Too much blood.

A psychiatrist asked her once, “How would you characterise your relationship with James Bond?” And she replied, “Let’s just say, I knew him well”.

Johanna Harwood stepped into the frame of the bedroom door, where Anna Petrov lay dead on the parquet beside the body of a guard. It was Anna Petrov who had inadvertently provided the clue Harwood needed to find the man stood over her. James Bond glanced up, a gun hanging limply from his trigger finger. Anna’s blood was a tidal pool dragged towards him as if by the movement of a celestial body; Harwood faced him over the ruin. An alarm sounded, panicked and persistent. Bond frowned, perhaps unsure whether the alarm, the open door, 003 herself, was all in his mind, or whether this silk-lined prison was part of the real world where the bells of St. Petersburg rang. A world he still occupied, and so did she. A world they shared again.

He wore black trousers with no belt and a red-spattered evening shirt unbuttoned to show his hammering pulse. His looks, handsome in a dark, almost cruel way by his mid-forties, were now purely dark and cruel, exposed by hunger and pain. The faint scar that once showed whitely down his right cheek had disappeared as a bone disappears in a graveyard, his face so thin his gums had receded. Silver streaked the black comma of his fringe. Those grey-blue eyes were blanks. He was an abandoned ship.

Anna’s blood gained ground. The red line touched Bond’s polished shoes. No laces.

“James,” said Harwood. “It’s me.”

“I know.” He moved the gun higher — or did the gun move him?

He pulled the trigger.

The gun in Bond’s hand was a Pistolet Samozaryadny Malogabaritny, a compact self-loading pistol. Designed in 1969, with its discreet dimensions it had the potential to be a favorite with the KGB. But the slide-mounted manual safety wasted time and would have given Harwood a reprieve of a second if the safety wasn’t already off. Another complaint levelled against the PSM was its stopping power. A man had been known to take a shot to the chest at twenty-five meters and keep fighting. But the 18mm cartridge was capable of penetrating 55 layers of Kevlar at close range, and Harwood stood six feet away without any shield at all. From the perspective of the bullet, Johanna Harwood’s heart was wide open.’

Hurricane Room will be released in May 2026.