over the passengers in the back. We can drive without lights since there is no traffic to take into account.”
“That should work,” Jack said, his eyes on Pearl, who was talking quietly on her cell, her head bobbing as she listened to the voice on the other end of the line. She hung up and nodded to Jack.
“How much time do we have?” Nikki asked.
“Forty minutes,” Pearl said flatly.
Jack looked at Harry. “The floor is all yours.”
Harry looked across the room at Cooper, who was at his side in a nanosecond.
The sisters looked from one to the other as Harry rattled on at the speed of light. He was rewarded with moans, groans, tears, and sobs. Harry remained steely-eyed as he gathered up Jun Ling and carried her over to Pearl. He stood her upright and rattled off a string of Chinese. He went back and grabbed the children and carried them under his arms.
“Go!”
Annie looked at Yoko. “Did he tell them Jun Yu is dead?”
“Yes. That’s why they gave up the fight. What happens now?”
“I guess the boys will come back here once Pearl’s people take over. You do all understand that there is no way we could leave that mother and her children on the loose while we go to China,” Annie said.
“Of course we all understand that,” Fergus said. “It was the perfect solution. Actually, if you stop to think about it, it was the only solution. When we leave, we’ll be knowing they are safe. Starting a mission with something like that hanging over our heads simply would not work.”
They all agreed. Even Kathryn.
Myra looked over at her husband. “I think we could all use something to drink, and possibly something to eat, Charles. This has been a very hectic evening, and I see it getting still more hectic.”
“It will be my pleasure. Come along, Fergus, let’s leave the ladies to whatever it is they want to do or say that they don’t want us to hear.”
Chapter 4
C harles Martin risked a glance at the sisters and brothers over the top of the bank of computers he and Fergus Duffy were working on. He took a step back and looked over at Fergus, his right hand. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen them look so . . . so . . .”
“ Pissed off is the term you’re looking for, mate. Can’t say as how you’re wrong since I agree. From this vantage point, all I can see is snapping, snarling, angry men and women. It would appear to me that not a single one of them is in the mood to listen to anything we might have to say. They’re used to dealing in action. They want to DO something. And they want to DO it now. As in now, Charles.”
“I know, I know. But the simple truth is that that is not going to happen. Not until we come up with a plan that is foolproof. We can’t just send them into China willy-nilly and not expect repercussions. We don’t even really know what we’re dealing with here. Oh dear, now they’re all stomping their feet.”
“That means they’re tired of waiting for you to . . . um . . . get on the stick and advise them. Tread carefully, my friend. Very carefully. Time to blow that whistle you have hanging around your neck.”
Charles took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before he clicked the remote device that turned the switch on the huge monitor that hung from the top of the dais that would reveal Lady Justice in all her glory. He was rewarded with instant silence and surly looks. But there was always respect for the scales of justice.
“You’re not scaring me, ladies and gentlemen, so get rid of those surly looks and focus on what I’m going to tell you. That’s an order unless you vote to impeach me, and if you do that, then Fergus goes with me. Just so you know. Ah, that’s better,” Charles said when he saw a small smile work its way to Myra’s lips.
“For starters Ms. Jun Ling and her children are on their way to safety via Pearl’s underground railroad. That means they are no longer a cause of worry for any of us. Second, Jun Yu is dead. We will