Today’s excerpt is from Dead
Silent Calm, Book #7 of the Janitors Series. Drew and Boris, undercover in China, find the
facility housing the mad scientist. On
the pretense of looking for a location to build a new facility, they manage to
pinpoint the scientist’s location. Enjoy
and have a wonderful day.
m.j.
One of the two
men conducting the site hunt for Boris and Drew looked at the other—and in the
Wu dialect they both spoke since the search for the site would be concentrated
in Zhejiang where the predominate dialect was Wu—warned, “We must be very
careful using that road.”
The other nodded
and replied—also in Wu, “I understand.”
Neither Boris
nor Drew showed any hint of having understood a word of what they both clearly
heard and did understand.
As they drove up
the road, Boris knew—from the directions he’d been given by his contacts—that
he was soon to see the Biao facility. As
they drove, to their right there was nothing but weeds. On their left, there were weeds also until
they saw, back from the road some two hundred feet a high chain link fence, and
further back the building they had come to find. Drew and Boris seemed totally uninterested in
that building and for the most part continued to look out the right side of the
car.
Some fifteen
minutes later they came to train tracks.
Boris nodded as he tapped one of the two keepers on the shoulder. “This is what I hoped to find up this way. From what I could remember of the map of this
area we studied, I felt there were train tracks somewhere in the area. If we settled on the site we saw before
heading up this road, could a railhead be laid to intersect these tracks?”
With almost
audible relief, one of their keepers answered, “Most assuredly.”
Boris
nodded. “Fine. Let’s turn around and go back to that
site. I’d like to study it further, and
if you happen to have a camera along, we’d like some pictures to take back to
our boss.”
Soon the car was
headed back down the road toward that site.
As they approached the Biao facility, Boris who really was about to
burst from holding in his need to relieve himself, suddenly groaned. “Please stop the car. I’m embarrassed to admit this, but I have an
enlarged prostate and must relieve myself, if you don’t mind me doing so in
some of these weeds.”
The two minders
managed not to smile as the one driving pulled the car to the side of the
road. Soon Boris was standing in tall
weeds relieving himself. As he turned to
head back to the car, he dropped a GPS homing device he’d carried in his pocket
into the weeds without being seen by the two keepers who’d tried not to watch
too intently as Boris eased his bladder.
After looking
over the site where the never to be built plant would be located in detail, and
placing some stakes which had been brought for that purpose at the four corners
of the proposed site, taking pictures, and discussing some details of the
proposed location, including the availability of a work force, the four men
headed back to the airport they had landed at.
Once back in Beijing
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