Hong Kong Central

Lee Carruthers might just as well not have resigned from the CIA. Her mentor, Sidney Worthington, kept sending her places to do things anyway. This time it was to Hong Kong to see if there was something wrong at Wong¿s antiques. She rang the bell at the shop on Upper Lascar Row. Before anybody could answer, she heard footsteps. She melted into the shadows of the doorway across the street as two burly men in badly-fitting suits came around the corner and pounded on the door. A slender...
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Lee Carruthers might just as well not have resigned from the CIA. Her mentor, Sidney Worthington, kept sending her places to do things anyway. This time it was to Hong Kong to see if there was something wrong at Wong¿s antiques. She rang the bell at the shop on Upper Lascar Row. Before anybody could answer, she heard footsteps. She melted into the shadows of the doorway across the street as two burly men in badly-fitting suits came around the corner and pounded on the door. A slender middle-aged man wearing a blue scholar¿s gown looked out of the door in the back of the shop, and the men pounded again. When he opened the door, they grabbed him and pulled him outside. She watched as they dragged him down the steps to the street and stuffed him into a black limousine. Sidney was right. Something was wrong at Wong¿s Antiques.