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“What is he doing in China?” Yin asked. “Who is he meeting?”

King gave a nod and brought up an image on the screen. A still shot taken from CCTV by the looks of it. A man, possibly in his fifties, wearing a long tan coat and sunglasses, getting into the backseat of a black SUV.

It was Zihao who answered. “His name is Wong Bo-chen. A billionaire who made his money selling pharmaceutical and medical equipment. Lives in Hong Kong. Arrived in Shanghai two days ago. We believe Frankstoninserted himself as the middleman when Gordian could not.”

Rhett cocked his head, joining the dots. “You think Frankston has the chemical compound recipe to sell?”

“It’s likely,” King said. “He’s selling himsomething.”

King looked back at the screen and pressed a button to bring up a new image. It was Wong, same coat, same sunglasses. Walking into a building alongside a now-familiar face. The same guy who had met Frankston. The same guy who had kidnapped Jun-mei.

Yin stood up. “That’s him.”

Zihao gave a nod. “His name is Tan Huan. He was a major in the Snow Leopard division. A mean piece of work who decided the private sector was more his style.”

“Snow Leopard?” Coyote asked.

“Police tactical unit,” King said. “China’s elite SWAT team.”

Sid sighed. “Snow Leopards, Sea Dragons. How come they get the cool names?”

Chen gave him a blinding grin and even Zihao gave a flicker of amusement, which was a first.

But Yin’s gaze never left the face on the screen. “So he’s a civilian now,” he mused.

Zihao nodded. “Yes.”

“Good,” Yin whispered.

King shook his head. “He’s amassed his own team of men. All ex-Snow Leopards.”

Yin’s eyes hardened. “Even better.”

Jesus.

The coldness in Yin’s stare and the way he seethed pure rage made Rhett glad he was on their team. Because this Yin wasn’t the stoic-but-friendly Tao Yin he’d knownbarely a week. This was Fù-shé, the pit viper. He’d obviously been given that name for good reason. Rhett hadn’t seen this side of him, and he was kind of looking forward to seeing him in action.

But if they were going up against a team of mercenaries, they were going to need help.

“What kind of weapons can we get?” Rhett asked.

King smiled and gestured to Zihao. “Courtesy of Director Zihao, who made some calls, and due to the nature of this exercise, we will be landing at a military base and working with the PLA.”

Working with the People’s Liberation Army.Withthe Chinese military.

One for the record books, that was for sure.

It also meant they’d have transport and a whole bunch of weapons. “Excellent,” Rhett said.

“Any word on Jun-mei?” Yin asked King, purposefully not looking at Zihao.

“All we know is she was taken from her place of employment in an ambulance. We can only assume she was sedated or drugged. Yunho tracked the ambulance as far as his satellite allowed. Access is limited, but believe me, Yunho is doing everything he can. He has the names of the men on Tan’s team and he’s tracking all movements and transactions for the last week. He’s doing all that he can.” He sighed. “Perhaps when we land, given we will be working in conjunction with the Chinese military, we may be able to request access to satellites and information.” He held Yin’s gaze and nodded with intent. “Wewillfind her.”

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Jay felt sorry for Yin.

He was strung so tight, so stressed. He had dark blotches under his eyes, and what Rhett had said was right.

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