Red Sky by Chris Goff

Author:Chris Goff
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC031000 Fiction / Thrillers / General
Publisher: Crooked Lane Books

Chapter 22

Jordan slowed her climb as she neared the crest of the hill, carefully watching where she placed her feet. The red clay was slick underfoot, the soil saturated by monsoons. Sensing Davis close on her heels, she signaled him to stop. The men’s voices were louder, and she could make out some of their words.

“How did the American agent know where to look for you, zuk-sing?”

If she had her Cantonese right, the man had to be talking to Zhen, zuk-sing being a derogatory term used for a Chinese person born away or who identifies too closely with Western culture.

“Are you eager to go back to the U.S., Zhen? You no longer want to be in China?” The voice sounded like it belonged to her favorite aggressor, the man Davis had laid out in the street.

“Why would I want to leave?” That had to be Zhen, and he sounded scared. “The Americans want to try me for espionage. I’m as good as dead if I go back.”

“You’re as good as dead here.”

“Please, dude, I’m telling the truth. I don’t know why the bitch was here.”

“Mr. Ping wants to know what happened at the police station.”

“Nothing happened. It was total chaos. The police held me for a while, asked me some questions, then they just cut me loose.”

“Why would they do that?”

“How should I know? I was just glad to be free.”

Inching forward, Jordan could see Zhen now. He looked younger than eighteen, the age listed on his dossier. Fear had drained the color from his face, and he was trembling. From the look of things, it wouldn’t be long before he was begging for his life.

Unless she did something before things escalated. She considered leaving him to the Triad and saving the U.S. taxpayers the expense of a trial. After all, he was a traitor. An alleged traitor, she reminded herself, which meant turning her back on him wasn’t an option. He was an American and as such deserved a fair trial by a jury of his peers, a group that would no doubt remand him to prison. How long he stayed there would depend on what kind of deal he cut for himself, how forthright he was about what he knew, and what he’d done. None of which concerned her in the least. Her only job was getting him home.

Davis’s camera clicked, and Jordan turned, making a chopping motion across her neck. He snapped her picture and then twisted his camera around to rest on his back. Jordan pointed to a spot on the path with a little more height.

From either vantage point, she couldn’t see much—Zhen and the feet of the man he was facing. Otherwise, she only had a view of the backs of the trucks. There was no way of telling how many Triad members were below them or how well they were armed. From what she’d seen when the trucks left REE, there were at least eight gang members, and they’d been armed to the teeth.

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