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the usual post box and destroy this as we have agreed。〃
〃Possession of what？〃 Phillip Chen had muttered； beside himself with anxiety。 His hands were shaking now as he read the second letter。 It was dated three weeks ago。 〃Dear Mr。 Bartlett。 This will confirm your arrival dates。 Everything's prepared。 I look forward to seeing you again and meeting Mr。 K。 C。 Tcholok。 Thanks for the fifty cash which arrived safely … all future monies are to go to a numbered account in Zurich … I'll give you the bank details when you arrive。 Thank you also for agreeing to our unwritten understanding that if I can assist you in the way I've claimed I can； then I'm in for 3 percent of the action of the new Par…Con （Asia） Trading pany。
〃I enclose a few more things of interest： note the date that Struan's demand notes （countersigned by my father） bee due to pay Toda Shipping for their new super container ships … September 1； 11 and 15。 There's not enough money in Struan's till to meet them。
〃Next： to answer Mr。 Tcholok's question about my father's position in any takeover or proxy fight。 He can be neutralized。 Enclosed photocopies are a sample of many that I have。 These show a very close relationship with White Powder Lee and his cousin； Wu Sang Fang who's also known as Four Finger Wu； from the early fifties； and secret ownership with them … even today … of a property pany； two shipping panies and Bangkok trading interests。 Though outwardly； now； both pose as respectable businessmen； property developers and shipping millionaires； it's mon knowledge they have been successful pirates and smugglers for years … and there's a very strong rumor in Chinese circles that they are the High Dragons of the opium trade。 If my father's connection with them was made public it would take his face away forever； would sever the very close links he has with Struan's； and all the other hongs that exist today； and most important； would destroy forever his chance for a knighthood； the one thing he wants above all。 Just the threat of doing this would be enough to neutralize him … even make him an ally。 Of course I realize these papers and the others I have need further documentation to stick in a court of law but I have this already in abundance in a safe place。 。。。〃
Phillip Chen remembered how； panic…stricken； he had searched frantically for the further documentation； his mind shrieking that it was impossible for his son to have so much secret knowledge； impossible for him to have Struan's balance sheets of the prepublic days； impossible to know about Four Finger Wu and those secret things。
Oh gods that's almost everything I know … even Dianne doesn't know half of that！ What else does John know … what else has he told the American？
Beside himself with anxiety he had searched every envelope but there was nothing more。
〃He must have another box somewhere … or safe；〃 he had muttered aloud； hardly able to think。
Furiously he had scooped everything into his briefcase； hoping that a more careful examination would answer his questions … and slammed the box shut and locked it。 At a sudden thought； he had reopened it。 He had pulled the slim tray out and turned it upside down。 Taped to the underside were two keys。 One was a safety deposit box key with the number carefully filed off。 He stared at the other； paralyzed。 He recognized it at once。 It was the key to his own safe in his house on the crest。 He would have bet his life that the only key in existence was the one that he always wore around his neck； that had never been out of his possession … ever since his father had given it to him on his deathbed sixteen years ago。
〃Oh ko；〃 he said aloud； once more consumed with rage。
Dunross said； 〃You all right？ How about a brandy？〃
〃No； no thank you；〃 Phillip Chen said shakily； back in the present now。 With an effort he pulled his mind together and stared at the tai…pan； knowing he should tell him everything。 But he dare not。 He dare not until he knew the extent of the secrets stolen。 Even then he dare not。 Apart from many transactions the authorities could easily misconstrue； and others that could be highly embarrassing and lead to all sorts of court cases； civil if not criminal … stupid English law； he thought furiously； stupid to have one law for everyone； stupid not to have one law for the rich and another for the poor； why else work and slave and gamble and scheme to be rich … apart from all this he would still have had to admit to Dunross that he had been documenting Struan secrets for years； that his father had done so before him … balance sheets； stockholdings and other secret； very very private personal family things； smugglings and payoffs … and he knew it would be no good saying I did it just for protection； to protect the House； because the tai…pan would rightly say； yes but it was to protect the House of Chen and not the Noble House； and he would rightly turn on him； turn his full wrath on him and his brood； and in the holocaust of a fight against Struan's he was bound to lose … Dirk Struan's will had provided for that … and everything that almost a century and a half had built up would vanish。
Thank all gods that everything was not in the safe； he thought fervently。 Thank all gods the other things are buried deep。
Then； suddenly； some words from his son's first letter ripped to the forefront of his mind； 〃。。。 Add to these photocopies the other thing I told you about 。。。〃
He paled and staggered to his feet。 〃If you'll excuse me； tai…pan 。。。 I； er； I'll say good night。 I'll just fetch Dianne and I 。。。 I'll 。。。 thank you； good night。〃 He hurried off toward the house。
Dunross stared after him； shocked。
〃Oh； Casey；〃 Penelope was saying； 〃may I introduce Kathren Gavallan … Kathren's Ian's sister。〃
〃Hi！〃 Casey smiled at her； liking her at once。 They were in one of the antechambers on the ground floor among other ladies who were talking or fixing their makeup or standing in line； waiting their turn to visit the adjoining powder room。 The room was large； fortable and mirrored。 〃You both have the same eyes … I'd recognize the resemblance anywhere；〃 she said。 〃He's quite a man； isn't he？〃
〃We think so；〃 Kathren replied with a ready smile。 She was thirty…eight； attractive； her Scots accent pleasing； her flowered silk dress long and cool。 〃This water shortage's a bore； isn't it？〃
〃Yes。 Must be very difficult with children。〃
〃No； chérie； the children； they just love it；〃 Susanne deVille called out。 She was in her late forties； chic； her French accent slight。 〃How can you insist they bathe every night？〃
〃My two are the same。〃 Kathren smiled。 〃It bothers us parents； but it doesn't seem to bother them。 It's a bore though； trying to run a house。〃
Penelope said； 〃God； I hate it！ This summer's been ghastly。 You're lucky tonight； usually we'd be dripping！〃 She was checking her makeup in the mirror。 〃I can't wait till next month。 Kathren； did I tell you we're going home for a couple of weeks leave … at least I am。 Ian's promised to e too but you never know with him。〃
〃He needs a holiday；〃 Kathren said and Casey noticed shadows in her eyes and care rings under her makeup。 〃Are you going to Ayr？〃
〃Yes； and London for a week。〃