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ecognized　Fortuitous　Chiu；　and　went　back　to　their　game。　Not　a　word　was　uttered　by　anyone。　Nangi　did　not　have　to　ask　his　panion　who　the　youths　were。　Green　Pang。　Soon；　Nangi　knew；　they　must　meet　Third　Cousin　Tok；　the　438；　who　must　still　be　secreted　in　Succulent　Pien's　apartment。
　The　Triads；　who　had　effectively　infiltrated　most　of　the　Chinese…dominated　Crown　Colony…and　this　included　the　corruption…riddled　Royal　Hong　Kong　Police　force…were　a　partial　acronym　for　San　Ho　Hiu；　Three　Harmonies　Association。　This　had　once　been　the　most　powerful　of　the　original　Chinese　secret　societies。　They　had　been　founded　by　fiercely　patriotic　men　to　fight　an　ongoing　guerrilla　campaign　against　the　invading　Manchus　who　overthrew　the　traditional　Ming　Dynasty　in　1644。
　Now　they　battled　one　another　through　the　narrow　streets　of　Hong　Kong　with　cleaver　and　ax　for　the　right　of　jurisdiction。　It　was　the　spread　of　voracious　urbanism　which　had　broken　down　the　Chinese　family　unit　so　successfully。　That　and　the　too…rapid　industrialization　of　a　predominantly　agricultural　people。　Now　the　Triads　offered　a　surrogate　family；　and　with　more　prestige　than　running　a　cutter　which　turned　out　three　thousand　blue　jean　legs　a　shift　ever　could。
　These　were　pathetic　reasons　to　bee　a　street　fighter　for　the　Green　Pang　or　the　14K；　the　Cantonese　equivalent；　Nangi　thought。
　They　got　off　the　elevator　on　the　fourteenth　floor；　and　Fortuitous　Chiu　led　the　way　down　the　hall。　He　stopped　in　front　of　a　door　and；　extracting　a　set　of　picks　from　his　trousers'　pocket；　set　to　work　on　the　lock。　It　popped　within　seconds。
　An　apartment　laid　out　in　pinks　and　warm　yellows。　The　color　bination　made　Nangi　bilious。　It　was　a　spacious　two…bedroom　affair　and　he　was　led　into　one　of　these。
　Saw　the　glint　of　reflection　off　an　eyeball　and　this　was　his　silent　greeting　with　Third　Cousin　Tok。　He　was　a　wide…shouldered　man；　younger　than　Nangi　had　surmised　for　someone　of　his　exalted　rank；　with　a　scarred；　dangerous　face。　Nangi　saw　no　resemblance　whatsoever　between　the　cousins。
　Crouching　down；　they　approached　Third　Cousin　Tok；　who；　when　they　were　near；　moved　away。　Nangi　saw　that　he　clutched　a　black…bodied　Nikon　with　a　135mm　lens。
　There　was　a　door　between　the　bedrooms　and　it　was　open　just　a　sliver。　Nangi　could　make　out　whisperings　and；　peering　over　Fortuitous　Chiu's　shoulder；　eyed　the　next　bedroom。
　He　saw　a　slice　of　window；　the　shoulder　of　a　teak　dresser　laden　on　top　with　small　crystal　perfume　bottles；　several　lipstick　canisters。　A　frame　was　on　the　wall；　the　print　or　picture　itself　out　of　his　line　of　sight。
　A　bed　with　pink　satin　covers；　yellow　sheets。　Piles　of　pillows。　And　two　bodies。　Both　were　quite　naked。　They　contrasted　badly　in　the　same　way　the　color　scheme　did。　Succulent　Pien　lying　languorously　with　her　yellow…toned　flesh　gleaming　in　the　shaded　lamplight。
　Beside　her；　appearing　enormous　and　grossly　overwhelming；　was　the　pinkish　flesh；　hairy　in　some　places；　ruddy　in　others；　hairy　and　ruddy　in　still　others；　of　a　Westerner's　body。
　It　was　not　Liu　at　all　sharing　her　bed　but　a　Caucasian　well　over　six　feet；　Nangi　judged；　with　thick　ginger…colored　hair；　a　rather　high　forehead；　neat　mustache；　and　clear；　intelligent　blue　eyes。
　Now　where　have　I　seen　that　face　before？　Nangi　asked　himself。　At　the　moment；　no　one　else　could　supply　the　needed　information。　He　settled　down　to　watch　and　listen。　They　were　speaking　in　English。
　〃They　will　be　bringing　three…quarters　of　a　ton　across　next　Tuesday；〃　Succulent　Pien　was　saying。　〃As　usual；　it　will　be　Liu's　task　to　guide　the　property　through　into　the　Colony。〃
　〃Can　we　intercept　it？〃　the　ginger…haired　man　said。　〃It's　only　been　six　weeks　since　the　last　raid。〃
　〃There　is　more　than　bullion　on　this　one。〃　Succulent　Pien's　eyes　were　sparkling。　〃Information　is　to　be　relayed　as　well。　Very　secret　information。〃
　〃What　on？〃
　She　giggled　and　stroked　his　hairy　thigh。　〃How　badly　would　you　like　to　know？〃
　〃Me？　I　don't　care　one　way　or　another。〃　It　dawned　on　Nangi　that　the　man　spoke　with　a　decidedly　Scottish　burr。
　〃Then　it　doesn't　matter　that　I　cannot　tell　you。〃　Succulent　Pien's　voice　was　a　rich　purr　now　as　her　fingers　moved　down　off　the　muscled　ridge　of　his　bare　thigh。　She　cupped　him　in　the　palm　of　her　hand。　〃I　am　sworn　to　secrecy。〃
　The　ginger…haired　man's　eyes　were　half　closed。　〃Though　I　don't　care　a　fig；　my　darling；　Her　Majesty's　Government　might　have　some　small　interest　in　this　very　secret　information。〃
　Her　fingers　were　stroking　lightly。　〃But　what　am　I　to　do；　stuck　on　the　horns　of　dilemma　this　way？　I　cannot　betray　a　trust。〃
　The　ginger…haired　man　gave　a　low　groan。　〃Since　you've　sought　my　help；　my　darling；　I　think　you　should　tell　me；〃　he　said　through　teeth　gritted　in　pleasure。
　〃It's　so　big。〃　Succulent　Pien's　gaze　had　dropped。　〃It　constantly　amazes　me　how　big　you　get。〃　Her　head　came　up。　〃Because　this　is　so；　I　will　tell　you。〃
　Nangi　saw　that　this　was　all　a　sexual　game　between　them。　She　had　every　intention　of　telling　him　from　the　outset。　So　this　was　how　Succulent　Pien　supplemented　her　ine；　he　thought。　A　confidante　of　the　most　powerful　munist　Chinese　in　the　Crown　Colony；　she　then　selectively　betrayed　him　to　the　other　side。
　She　was　stroking　more　strongly　now。　Her　eyes　never　left　her　work。　〃The　information　contains　new　assignments　for　over　half　of　the　upper…echelon　munist　operatives　secreted　within　the　Crown　Colony's　government；　police　department；　and　security　services。〃
　〃God　in　Heaven！〃
　It　was　unclear　to　Nangi　whether　the　ginger…haired　man　was　reacting　to　the　news　or　to　Succulent　Pien's　ministrations。　He　was　beginning　to　understand　the　reason　for　her　name。
　With　a　throaty　laugh；　the　Chinese　girl　swung　herself　atop　the　prone　figure；　inserting　his　rigid　length　into　her　with　one　swift　movement。　Closing　her　eyes；　she　pushed　herself　against　his　pubic　mound；　shuddering　deeply　at　the　contact。
　〃Pull　on　my　nipples；〃　she　gasped。　〃I　love　it　when　you　do　that。〃
　His　hands　raised　obediently　and　she　cried　out　shrilly。　Meanwhile；　in　the　adjoining　room；　Third　Cousin　Tok　was　snapping　away　with　the　black…bodied　Nikon；　the　telephoto　lens　ensuring　him　of　clear　and　exacting　shots　of　the　participants'　faces　as　well　as　their　joined　sweating　bodies。　Beside　him；　Fortuitous　Chiu　raised　the　volume　on　the　micro　tape　recorder　with　its　extended　narrow…dispersion　microphone。
　On　the　pink　and　yellow　bed　the　ginger…haired　man's　buttocks　were　bucking　upward　in　a　ragged　rhythm　as　if　he　wished　to　dislodge　his　rider；　which　he　most　assuredly　did　not。　But　he　was　not　yet　far　enough　gone　to　lose　track　of　priorities。　〃I　don't　want　to　promise　Liu。　You　understand　that。〃
　Succulent　Pien　was　gasping　and　moaning。　〃I　know　it。。。　Ohhh！。。。　and　he　knows　it　as　well。　He　has　arranged　everything　perfectly。〃　Her　voice　rose　to　a　scream。　〃Oh；　now；　now；　now；　my　great　stallion！　Fill　me　all　up！〃
　Gradually；　after　that；　Nangi　and　Fortuitous　Chiu　crept　away；　back　the　way　they　had　e。　In　the　hallway　of　the　basement　the　same　two　Green　Pang　were　deep　into　their　Fan　Tan。
　Outside；　in　the　filthy　alleyway；　Nangi　wiped　his　brow　with　a　handkerchief。　〃It's　not　her　at　all；〃　he　said。　〃It's　Liu　himself！　He's　working　both　sides　of　the　street。　Madonna；　he's　sure　to　get　himself　killed！〃
　〃He　hasn't　so　far。〃　Fortuitous　Chiu　grinned　hugely。　〃He's　a　very　smart　man。。。　as　well　as　being　a　very　nasty　one。〃
　Nangi　was　doing　his　best　to　keep　the　elation　he　was　feeling　out　of　his　mind；　it　was　far　too　busy　for　such　an　extraneous　and　potentially　dangerous　emotion。
　He　sensed　the　tides　turning　for　real　now　and　he　was　thinking　furiously。　He　had　to　be　certain；　and　he　needed　help　for　that。　〃Fortuitous　Chiu；〃　he　said；　〃how　can　we　be　certain　that　what　the　woman　fed　this　man　is　not　munist　disinformation？〃
　〃Normally　there　would　be　no　way；〃　the　young　Chinese　said。　〃Certainly　my　sources　among　the　munists　are　not　good；　and　you　can　imagine　that　Third　Cousin　Tok　might　fare　no　better　on　that　avenue。〃　He　was　grinning　again　and　Nangi　wondered　what　it　was　that　was　so　hilarious。　He　was　about　to　find　out。
　〃But　in　this　case　we　need　no　outside　verification；〃　the　young　man　went　on。　〃Because；　you　see；　the　foreign　devil　locked　in　the　embrace　of　Succulent　Pien　is　Charles　Percy　Redman　himself。　And　no　one　in　Hong　Kong；　least　of　all　Succulent　Pien；　would　dare　risk　feeding　him　false　information　of　this　sort。　He's　so　well　plugged　in　he'd　know　in　a　shot　and　she　would　never　see　the　light　of　dawn。〃
　Nangi；　his　hand　in　his　breast　pocket；　touched　the　glossy　surface　of　the　red　envelope　Liu　had　given　him；　thus　causing　him　to　lose　enormous　face。　Now　he　allowed　his　elation　full　rein。
　〃What　do　you　mean　you　can't　read　it？〃
　〃Just　that；　Protorov…san；〃　Koten　said。
　〃It's　Japanese；　isn't　it？〃　Protorov；　who　had　never　bothered　to　learn　the　difficult　and　time…consuming　Japanese　language；　could　nevertheless　not　understand　that　failing　in　anyone　else。
　〃It　is　and　it　isn't。〃
　〃I　don't　pay　you　to　give　me　riddles。〃
　〃I　did　what　I　was　ordered；〃　the　immense　sumo　champion　said。　〃I　infiltrated　Sato's　kobun；　I　worked　with　your　Lieutenant　Russilov　at　the　rotenburo；　and　as　a　consequence　we　lost　your　last　spy。　I　have　done　my　duty。〃
　〃Your　duty；〃　Viktor　Protorov　said；　〃is　precisely　what　I　tell　you　it　is。　You　must　read　me　the　papers　from　the　Tenshin　Shoden　Katori。　Your　very　life　depends　upon　it。〃
　〃Then　I　must　surely　die；　Protorov…san；　for　I　cannot　translate　this　paper。　True；　it　is　based　on　Chinese　ideograms　on　which；　also；　my　own　language　is　based。　However；　it　uses　ideograms　that　kanji　discarded　as　being；　perhaps；　too　plex；　difficult；　or　open　to　misinterpretation。〃　He　spread　his　pudgy…fingered　hands。　〃This　might　as　well　be　Arabic　as　far　as　I　am　concerned。　There　is　no　doubt　that　this　is　the　ryu's　code。　If　you　had　allowed　me　to　handle　matters　at　the　rotenburo；　your　spy　would　now　be　here　instead　of　six　feet　underground。　No　doubt　he　could　have　translated　this。〃　His　shoulders　lifted；　fell。　〃But　now…〃
　Protorov　slammed　the　tabletop；　grabbed　up　the　sheets　of　paper　in　his　fist。　It　was　so　unfair！　Here　was　the　secret　to　Tenchi　literally　in　the　palm　of　his　hand；　the　fruition　of　the　most　important　clandestine　operation　he　had　ever　mounted；　the　sword　he　needed　to　dazzle　the　GRU　generals；　to　galvanize　the　Red　Army；　to　begin　his　coup；　and　he　could　not　read　it。　It　was　unbelievable！