mourn his passing later on. For now there is nothing we can do since he has passed to the land of his ancestors. Our immediate concern is the child, Lily Wong, Harry and Yoko’s daughter, because we cannot account for her presence at this moment in time.
“Having said that, we need to form a plan. A plan that will work for all of us. I want to repeat the ‘all of us’ part again. Harry and Yoko, you are to sit on the side. We cannot have you interfering with the plan, because you are both too emotional right now. You have to trust us, your friends, all of us here in this room, to do the right thing. You also want to avenge Jun Yu, whom you consider a brother. We will help you to achieve vengeance for your brother, too. But only when we come up with a plan that benefits us all.
“Last but not least, we all know, though perhaps Myra, Annie, and I know more than any of you, that there is nothing worse in the whole world than losing a child. We will find Lily or die trying. Do you understand me?”
Harry chewed on his lower lip, his eyes like angry storm clouds. He nodded, as Yoko wept on his shoulder.
“One last question. Are all your calls still going straight to voice mail?” Harry nodded again.
“Do you have a plan, Charles?” Jack asked.
“Not yet, but I’m working on it. Fergus and I need another few hours to gather all our information. I am also waiting to hear from Avery Snowden in regard to what Jun Ling referred to as the special phones that her husband gave her and the children when he arranged to have them smuggled out of China to the United States. We’re hoping Jun Yu somehow provided us with clues that he felt Harry would be able to figure out. Since time is of the essence, I suggest you all catch a bit of a nap and return here to the war room in two hours. Annie, you can alert the pilot of your Gulfstream. Have him and his crew on standby. Myra, call Jack Sparrow at the FBI and clue him in. Have him expedite all the passports and whatever else we need to get into China. Ask him if he would like to make the trip with us. He will probably decline, saying he can be more help here on the ground, but ask him anyway. Any questions?”
In a scratchy-sounding voice, Dennis West asked if he needed shots or a visa.
“Myra will help with all that. No visa is required. We have a doctor on call who can come out to the farmhouse at an hour’s notice and take care of whatever needs to be done. The truth is we all need a physical of sorts before we leave, so someone arrange that ASAP.”
“Are we all going?” Maggie asked.
“I assume so. Since the flight time from Dulles to China is about fourteen and a half hours, it is questionable for Abner with his ear problems. He will have to make that decision himself after his physical. All right, then, if there are no other questions, you can all return to the house, and Fergus and I will do what has to be done down here. Two hours tops, ladies and gentlemen.”
When the door closed behind the chattering group, Charles threw his hands in the air and stomped his way down into the main part of the war room, where he plopped down in Myra’s chair. Fergus joined him, sitting in Annie’s chair.
“This is not going to be a walk in the park, Fergus. China is . . . is . . .”
“The last place anyone in their right mind wants to travel to. We need to be ever mindful that Harry might try to take matters into his own hands and try to go on his own. If that were to happen, I can almost guarantee that he will be red-flagged. He’ll never get into China on his own.”
“I know, I know. At this moment in time, we are totally dependent on FBI director Sparrow and Avery Snowden. Snowden has the contacts and the people. He should have gotten back to us about those special phones by now.
“Fergus, what about your old contacts at Scotland Yard?”
“I’ve contacted all of them. No one has gotten back to me as yet. We need time, Charles. I sense a certain impatience