Ghost Sniper by Scott McEwen

Author:Scott McEwen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Touchstone

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ZHANGJIAJIE, CHINA

09:00 HOURS

There was a knock in code at the hotel room door, and Gil let Nahn into the room. The Asian man gave him a small brown paper bag, and they spoke in Vietnamese while Lena applied her makeup in front of the mirror. Nahn finally left as she was finishing her lipstick.

“He doesn’t speak English?” she asked, capping the tube and turning around.

Gil took a bottle of lighter fluid from the paper sack and set it on the table. “I’ve never asked.”

“He speaks Chinese, I assume?”

“His Cantonese is perfect. That’s what they speak down south, closer to Vietnam. Up here they speak a lot of Mandarin dialect. His Mandarin is passable but not perfect.”

“Can the people here tell he’s not Chinese?”

“Probably, but he doesn’t try to pass himself off as Chinese, so it doesn’t matter. There are a lot of Vietnamese living in China. What’s important is that our Russian friends across the street can’t tell the difference.” He took the Zippo lighter from his pocket, pulled off the bottom and began soaking the cotton wadding inside with lighter fluid. “I have to go out for a while—be back in an hour or so.”

“Out to do what?”

“Nahn needs to show me something.”

“Show you what?”

“Where the Russians parked their car. I’ll disable it so they can’t follow us to the Dragon Wall. There are too many places in the park where they could pull some shit.”

“Can’t Nahn disable the car?”

He put the lighter back together, tucking it into his pocket. “The man isn’t being paid to risk his life.” He shrugged into his Carhartt jacket and gave her a kiss. “Back in an hour or so.”

“It’s the so part that concerns me. Aren’t they watching our hotel?”

“No. Nahn says they paid the concierge downstairs to call them if we leave.”

He gave her another kiss and slipped out the door.

Nahn was waiting for him in the back hall, where he gave him a small rucksack, and they took the stairs down to the first floor, leaving out the back. They skirted behind the restaurant next door and crossed the street a block down, making their way back behind a row of lesser buildings to arrive eventually at the rear entrance of the Russians’ older hotel.

“Are they still in their room?”

Nahn checked his cellular to see if he’d received a text from the cleaning woman he had paid to keep an eye out. “All clear,” he said in perfect English.

They went inside and took the stairs to the top floor. Nahn showed Gil how to access the elevator shaft through a maintenance panel in the janitor’s closet.

“Okay,” Gil said, removing the access panel. “If all goes as planned, I’ll meet you by the river.”

“Good luck, my friend.” Nahn closed the closet door and disappeared back down the stairs.

Gil took a small headlamp from the rucksack and slipped it over his head, switching on the red light and easing himself into the elevator shaft through the maintenance hatch. Using the ladder mounted

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