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htfully。 〃Lasting Cloud better not get caught。〃
Phillip Chen heard the undercurrent of fury。 〃Why?〃
〃We've our new puter aboard and two million pounds worth of jet engines。 Uninsured … at least the engines are。〃 Dunross glanced at Alastair Struan。
Defensively the old man said; 〃It was that or lose the contract。 The engines are consigned to Canton。 You know we can't insure them; Phillip; since they're going to Red China。〃 Then he added irritably; 〃They're; er; they're South American owned and there're no export restrictions from South America to China。 Even so; no one's willing to insure them。〃
After a pause Phillip Chen said; 〃I thought the new puter was ing in March。〃
〃It was but I managed to jump it forward;〃 Alastair said。
〃Who's carrying the paper on the engines?〃 Phillip Chen asked。
〃We are。〃
〃That's a lot of risk。〃 Phillip Chen was very uneasy。 〃Don't you agree; Ian?〃
Dunross said nothing。
〃It was that or lose the contract;〃 Alastair Struan said; even more irritably。 〃We stand to double our money; Phillip。 We need the money。 But more than that the Chinese need the engines; they made that more than clear when I was in Canton last month。 And we need China … they made that clear too。〃
〃Yes; but 12 million; that's 。。。 a lot of risk in one ship;〃 Phillip Chen insisted。
Dunross said; 〃Anything we can do to take business away from the Soviets is to our advantage。 Besides; it's done。 You were saying; Alastair; there's someone on the list I should know about? The head of?〃
〃Marlborough Motors。〃
〃Ah;〃 Dunross said with sudden grim delight。 〃I've detested those sods for years。 Father and son。〃
〃I know。〃
〃So the Nikklins're descendents of Tyler Brock? Well it won't be long before we can wipe them off the list。 Good; very good。 Do they know they're on Dirk Struan's oblit list?〃
〃I don't think so。〃
〃That's even better。〃
〃I don't agree! You hate young Nikklin because he beat you。〃 Angrily Alastair Struan stabbed a finger at Dunross。 〃It's time you gave up car racing。 Leave all the hill climbs and Macao Grand Prix to the semiprofessionals。 The Nikklins have more time to spend on their cars; it's their life; and now you've other races to run; more important ones。〃
〃Macao's amateur and those bastards cheated last year。〃
〃That was never proved … your engine blew up。 A lot of engines blow up; Ian。 That was just joss!〃
〃My car was tampered with。〃
〃And that was never proved either! For Christ's sake; you talk about bad blood? You're as stupid about some things as Devil Struan himself!〃
〃Oh?〃
〃Yes; and… 〃
Phillip Chen interrupted quickly; wanting an end to the violence in the room。 〃If it's so important; please let me see if I can find out the truth。 I've sources not available to either of you。 My Chinese friends will know; should know; if either Tom or young Donald Nikklin were involved。 Of course;〃 he added delicately; 〃if the tai…pan wishes to race; then that's up to the tai…pan。 Isn't it; Alastair?〃
The older man controlled his rage though his neck was still choleric。 〃Yes; yes you're right。 Still; Ian; my advice is you cease。 They'll be after you even more because they detest you equally。〃
〃Are there others I should know about … on the list?〃
After a pause; Struan said; 〃No; not now。〃 He opened the second bottle and poured as he talked。 〃Well; now it's all yours … all the fun and all the sweat。 I'm glad to pass everything over to you。 After you've been through the safe you'll know the best; and the worst。〃 He gave them each a glass and sipped his。 〃By the Lord Jesus; that's as fine a wine as ever came out of France。〃
〃Yes;〃 Phillip Chen said。
Dunross thought Dom Pérignon overpriced and overrated and knew the year; '54; was not a particularly good one。 But he held his peace。
Struan went over to the barometer。 It read 979。2。 〃We're in for a bad one。 Well; never mind that。 Ian; Claudia Chen has a file for you on important matters; and a plete list of our stockholdings … with names of the nominees。 Any questions; have them for me before the day after tomorrow … I'm booked for London then。 You'll keep Claudia on; of course。〃
〃Of course。〃 Claudia Chen was the second link from tai…pan to tai…pan after Phillip Chen。 She was executive secretary to the tai…pan; a distant cousin to Phillip Chen。
〃What about our bank … the Victoria Bank of Hong Kong and China?〃 Dunross asked; savoring the question。 〃I don't know our exact holdings。〃
〃That's always been tai…pan knowledge only。〃
Dunross turned to Phillip Chen。 〃What's your holding; openly or through nominees?〃
The pradore hesitated; shocked。
〃In future I'm going to vote your holdings as a block with ours。〃 Dunross kept his eyes on the pradore's。 〃I want to know now and I'll expect a formal transfer of perpetual voting power; in writing; to me and following tai…pans; tomorrow by noon; and first refusal on the shares should you ever decide to sell。〃
The silence grew。
〃Ian;〃 Phillip Chen began; 〃those shares 。。。〃 But his resolve wavered under the power of Dunross's will。 〃6 percent 。。。 a little over 6 percent。 I 。。。 you'll have it as you wish。〃
〃You won't regret it。〃 Dunross put his attention on Alastair Struan and the older man's heart missed a beat。 〃How much stock have we? How much's held by nominees?〃
Alastair hesitated。 〃That's tai…pan knowledge only。〃
〃Of course。 But our pradore is to be trusted; absolutely;〃 Dunross said; giving the old man face; knowing how much it had hurt to be dominated in front of Alastair Struan。 〃How much?〃
Struan said; 〃15 percent。〃
Dunross gasped and so did Phillip Chen and he wanted to shout; Jesus bloody Christ; we have 15 percent and Phillip another 6 percent and you haven't had the sodding intelligence to use what's got to be a major interest to get us major funding when we're almost bankrupt?
But instead he reached forward and poured the remains of the bottle into the three glasses and this gave him time to stop the pounding of his heart。
〃Good;〃 he said with his flat unemotional voice。 〃I was hoping together we'd make it better than ever。〃 He sipped his wine。 〃I'm bringing forward the Special Meeting。 To next week。〃
Both men looked up sharply。 Since 1880; the tai…pans of Struan's; Rothwell…Gornt and the Victoria Bank had; despite their rivalry; met annually in secret to discuss matters that affected the future of Hong Kong and Asia。
〃They may not agree to bring the meeting forward;〃 Alastair said。
〃I phoned everyone this morning。 It's set for Monday next at 9 a。m。 here。〃
〃Who's ing from the bank?〃
〃Deputy Chief Manager Havergill … the old man's in Japan then England on leave。〃 Dunross's face hardened。 〃I'll have to make do。〃
〃Paul's all right;〃 Alastair said。 〃He'll be the next chief。〃
〃Not if I can help it;〃 Dunross said。
〃You've never liked Paul Havergill; have you; Ian?〃 Phillip Chen said。
〃No。 He's too insular; too Hong Kong; too out of date and too pompous。〃
〃And he supported your father against you。〃
〃Yes。 But that's not the reason he should go; Phillip。 He should go because he's in the way of the Noble House。 He's too conservative; far too generous to Asian Properties and I think he's a secret ally of Rothwell…Gornt。〃
〃I don't agree;〃 Alastair said。
〃I know。 But we need money to expand and I intend to get the money。 So I intend to use my 21 percent very seriously。〃
The storm outside had intensified but they did not seem to notice。
〃I don't advise you to set your cap against the Victoria;〃 Phillip Chen said gravely。
〃I agree;〃 Alastair Struan said。
〃I won't。 Provided my bank cooperates。〃 Dunross watched the rain streaks for a moment。 〃By the way; I've also invited Jason…Plumm to the meeting。〃
〃What the hell for?〃 Struan asked; his neck reddening again。
〃Between us and his Asian Properties we… 〃
〃Plumm's on Dirk Struan's oblit list; as you call it; and absolutely opposed to us。〃
〃Between the four of us we have a majority say in Hong Kong… 〃 Dunross broke off as the phone rang loudly。 They all looked at it。
Alastair Struan said sourly; 〃It's your phone now; not mine。〃 Dunross picked it up。 〃Dunross!〃 He listened for a moment then said; 〃No; Mr。 Alastair Struan has retired; I'm tai…pan of Struan's now。 Yes。 Ian Dunross。 What's the telex say?〃 Again he listened。 〃Yes; thank you。〃
He put down the phone。 At length he broke the silence。 〃It was from our office in Taipei。 Lasting Cloud has foundered off the north coast of Formosa。 They think she's gone down with all hands。 。。。〃
SUNDAY;
August 18; 1963
1
8:45 P。M。:
The police officer was leaning against one corner of the information counter watching the tall Eurasian without watching him。 He wore a light tropical suit and a police tie and white shirt; and it was hot within the brightly lit terminal building; the air humid and smell…laden; milling noisy Chinese as always。 Men; women; children; babes。 An abundance of Cantonese; some Asians; a few Europeans。
〃Superintendent?〃
One of the information girls was offering him a phone。 〃It's for you; sir;〃 she said and smiled prettily; white teeth; dark hair; dark sloe eyes; lovely golden skin。
〃Thanks;〃 he said; noticing that she was Cantonese and new; and did not mind that the reality of her smile was empty; with nothing behind it but a Cantonese obscenity。 〃Yes?〃 he said into the phone。
〃Superintendent Armstrong? This is the tower … Yankee 2's just landed。 On time。〃
〃Still Gate 16?〃
〃Yes。 She'll be there in six minutes。〃
〃Thanks。〃 Robert Armstrong was a big man and he leaned across the counter and replaced the phone。 He noticed her long legs and the curve of her rump in the sleek; just too tight; uniformed chong…sam and he wondered briefly what she would be like in bed。 〃What's your name?〃 he asked; knowing that any Chinese hated to be named to any policeman; let alone a European。
〃Mona Leung; sir。〃
〃Thank you; Mona Leung。〃 He nodded to her; kept his pale blue eyes on her and saw a slight shiver of apprehension go through her。 This pleased him。 Up yours too; he thought; then turned his attention back to his prey。
The Eurasian; John Chen; was standing beside one of the exits; alone; and this surprised him。 Also that he was nerv