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Casey wiped away her tears； remembering her exploding rage。 Well he is a son of a bitch。 I was never sure before but I am now。 I'm glad I fired him。 I'll bet any money he'll e sniffing around like a hyena。 Sure。 I'll bet he'll go see the ex…Mrs。 Bartlett if he hasn't already called her and work her into a frenzy； to represent her brood to attack Par…Con and Linc。 Sure； I'll bet any money I'll see him in court； one way or another。 Well； God help me； I swear he won't beat me。 I'll protect Linc whatever。
Forget that bastard； Casey。 Forget the battles you're going to fight； concentrate on the now。 What about Orlanda？ Linc； Linc liked her … loved her maybe。 Did he？ I don't know for sure。 And never will； not now。
Orlanda。
Should I go see her？
91
8：05 P。M。：
Orlanda was sitting in the dark of her room at the Mandarin Hotel staring out at the night。 Her grief was spent。
Joss about Linc； she told herself for the ten thousandth time。 Joss。 Now everything's as before。 Everything has to start again。 The gods laughed at me again。 Perhaps there'll be another chance … of course there'll be another chance。 There are other men 。。。 Oh God！ Don't worry； everything will be as it was。 Quillan said not to worry； my allowance would contin…
The phone jangled； startling her。 〃Hello？〃
〃Orlanda？ It's Casey。〃 Orlanda sat bolt upright； astonished。 〃I'm leaving tonight but I wanted to see you before I go。 Is that possible？ I'm downstairs。〃
Her enemy calling her？ Why？ To gloat？ But they'd both lost。 〃Yes； Casey；〃 she said hesitantly。 〃Would you like to e up？ It's more private here。 363。〃
〃Sure。 363。〃
Orlanda switched on a light and hurried to the bathroom to check her face。 She saw sadness and recent tears … but no age。 Not yet。 But age is ing； she thought； a shiver of apprehension taking her。 A b to her hair and a little makeup on her eyes。 Nothing else needed。 Not yet。
Stop it！ Age is inevitable。 Be Asian！ Be aware。
She slipped on her shoes。 The waiting seemed long。 Her heart was grinding。 The bell rang。 The door opened。 Each saw the desolation of the other。
〃e in； Casey。〃
〃Thanks。〃
The room was small。 Casey noticed two small cases standing neatly beside the bed。 〃You leaving too？〃 Her voice sounded far away to her。
〃Yes。 Yes I'm moving in with friends of my parents。 The hotel's a； it's a bit expensive。 My friends said I could stay with them until I can find another apartment。 Please sit down。〃
〃But you're covered by insurance？〃
Orlanda blinked。 〃Insurance？ No； no I don't think so。 I never 。。。 no； I don't think so。〃
Casey sighed。 〃So you've lost everything？〃
〃Joss。〃 Orlanda half…shrugged。 〃It doesn't matter。 I have a little money in the bank and 。。。 I'm fine。〃 She saw the misery in Casey's face； and her passion reached out。 〃Casey；〃 she said quickly； 〃about Linc。 I wasn't trying to trap him； not for anything bad。 Oh yes； I loved him and yes； I'd've done anything to marry him； but that's only fair； and honestly I believe I'd've been a wonderful wife for him； I'd've tried so very hard to be the best； honestly。 I did love him and 。。。〃 Again Orlanda shrugged her tiny shrug。 〃You know。 Sorry。〃
〃Yes； yes I know。 No need to be sorry。〃
〃The first time I met you at Aberdeen； the night of the fire；〃 Orlanda said； rushing on； 〃I thought how foolish Linc was； perhaps you were for not 。。。〃 She sighed。 〃Perhaps it's as you said； Casey； there's nothing to talk about。 Now most of all。〃 The tears began again。 And her tears； the reality of them； brought tears from Casey。
For a moment they sat there； the two women。 Then Casey found a tissue； dried her eyes； feeling awful； nothing resolved； wanting now to finish quickly what she had begun。 She took out an envelope。 〃Here's a check。 It's for 10；000 U。S。 I th… 〃
Orlanda gasped。 〃I don't want your money！ I don't want anything fr… 〃
〃It's not from me。 It's Linc's。 Listen a moment。〃 Casey told her what Dunross had said about Bartlett。 All of it。 The repeating of it tearing her anew。 〃That's what Linc said。 I think it was you he wanted to marry。 Maybe I'm wrong。 I don't know。 Even so； he'd want you to have some drop 。。。 some protection。〃
Orlanda felt her heart about to burst at the irony of it all。 〃Linc said 'best man'？ Truly？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃And to be friends？ He wanted us to be friends？〃
〃Yes；〃 Casey told her； not knowing if she was doing the right thing； what Linc would have wanted。 But sitting here now； seeing the tender youthful beauty； the wide eyes； exquisite skin that needed no makeup； perfect figure； again she could not blame her or blame Linc。 It was my fault； not his and not hers。 And I know Linc wouldn't have left her destitute。 So I can't。 For him。 He wanted us to be friends。 Maybe we can be。 〃Why don't we try？〃 she said。 〃Listen； Hong Kong's no place for you。 Why not try some other place？〃
〃I can't。 I'm locked in here； Casey。 I've no training。 I'm nothing。 My B。S。 means nothing。〃 The tears began again。 〃I'm just 。。。 I'd go mad punching a clock。〃
On a sudden impulse Casey said； 〃Why not try the States？ Maybe I could help you find a job。〃
〃What？〃
〃Yes。 Perhaps in fashion … I don't know what exactly but I'll try。〃
Orlanda was staring at her incredulously。 〃You'd help me； really help me？〃
〃Yes。〃 Casey put the envelope and her card on the table and got up； her whole body aching。 〃I'll try。〃
Orlanda went to her and put her arms around her。 〃Oh thank you； Casey； thank you。〃
Casey hugged her back； their tears mixing。
The night was dark now with little light from the small moon that came through the high clouds from time to time。 Roger Crosse walked silently up to the half…hidden gate in the tall walls that surrounded Government House and used his key。 He locked the gate behind him； walked quickly along the path； keeping to the shadows。 Near the house he detoured and went to the east side； down some steps to a basement door and took out another key。
This door swung open； equally quietly。 The armed sentry； a Gurkha； held his rifle ready。 〃Password； sir！〃
Crosse gave it。 The sentry saluted and stepped aside。 At the far end of the corridor Crosse knocked。 The door was opened by the governor's aide。 〃Evening； Superintendent。〃
〃I hope I haven't kept you waiting？〃
〃No； not at all。〃 This man led the way through municating cellars to a thick iron door set into a concrete box that was crudely constructed in the middle of the big main cellar； wine racks nearby。 He took out the single key and unlocked it。 The door was very heavy。 Crosse went inside alone and closed the door after him。 Once inside； the door barred； he relaxed。 Now he was totally safe from prying eyes and prying ears。 This was the Holy of Holies； a conference room for very private conversations； the concrete room and munications center laboriously built by trusted SI officers； British only； to ensure against enemy listening devices being inserted into the walls … the whole structure tested weekly by Special Branch experts … in case some were somehow infiltrated。
In one corner was the plicated； highly sophisticated transmitter that fed signals into the unbreachable code scrambler； thence to the plex of antenna atop Government