By L. Ron Hubbard
Falsely accused and less than the gun, Reid jumps send and vanishes into Shanghai —only to get stuck in an internet of intrigue, betrayal, and murder. In a global the place not anything is what it sort of feels and every thing is on the market, he’s quickly out of his intensity, drawn right into a secret agent online game within which the winner takes all . . . and the loser takes a knife to the back.
Will Reid stay as much as his popularity because the secret agent Killer? He’ll need to study the foundations quick, simply because with gamers like attractive Russian agent Varinka Savischna within the hunt, the sport is ready to show as seductive because it is sinister.
As a younger guy, Hubbard visited pre-Communist China 3 times, the place his closest good friend headed up British intelligence. In a land the place communists, nationalists, struggle lords and international adventurers schemed for regulate, Hubbard received a special perception into the intelligence operations and spy-craft within the region—a wisdom that informs tales like undercover agent Killer.
“Vividly written, super-fast-paced.” —Ellery Queen
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He laughed silently, harshly, leaning again opposed to the grey wall. He had notion prior that his personal security depended upon Varinka’s demise. And now Varinka’s existence depended upon his personal loss of life. destiny had spun the tables. Anne Carsten might imagine . . . He paused then, and questioned what she could imagine. He hadn’t intended something to her, yet Anne Carsten recurred always in his ideas. She was once appealing, much more so than Varinka. Of the entire ladies Kurt had recognized, these looked as if it would him the best, the main fascinating.
You're secure the following. nobody might dare molest me. You glance haggard, wanting a relaxation. I thought—” Kurt by no means knew what she notion. the good blackwood door rocked on its hinges and thunder rolled during the room. Kurt iced up. Anne Carsten stood up and motioned towards the door during which she had entered. The door shuddered and Kurt rushed into the opposite room and regarded approximately him. He discovered with a surprise that there has been no go out, until one of many panels moved. He attempted to discover a compressed spring, yet from the outer room he heard voices.
The hair used to be raveled. Kurt virtually cried out. He swallowed the sound and sagged opposed to the door. The prisoner used to be Anne Carsten! Lin Wang used to be talking in English. His fingers rattled prior to his twisted face. The black caverns criss-crossed his scaly visage and made his expression diabolical. His eyes have been screwed up into black pinpoints, exhibiting muddy blue flecks within the saffron gentle. while he spoke a small bathe of scales fluttered to the table. “I have desired to see you for a few little time,” stated Lin Wang to Anne Carsten.
Cried Bonner. The pliers got here down slowly this time. Bonner flinched. Lin Wang smiled and jerked again. . . . “I’ll signal! ” cried Bonner. They free his correct hand and slid a board less than his arm. They thrust a pen among his shaking hands. From his left hand blood dripped slowly to the ground. Bonner wrote what Lin Wang dictated. I, George Bonner, do hereby confess to the homicide of Captain Randolph for the needs of theft aboard the SS Rangoon off the Coast of China. I murdered Captain Randolph with a belaying pin, crushing his cranium, chanced on the combo to the secure between his papers and extracted the loot.
After they come the following, you get the shield. I’ll get Lin Wang. His headquarters are approximately miles down the line. Wait your time until eventually I set the catch. Lead him instantly up this highway and to this front, then drop at the back of. ” “Then . . . ” acknowledged Kurt, “Lin Wang is promoting out to the japanese! ” “Right. he's a traitor to China and desires killing for the security of the rustic. He sells his regimental aid to Japan for the cash that's during this black bag. There you have got it. ” “And you’re no longer a jap secret agent? ” “No.