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Date Posted: 05:57:18 05/27/06 Sat
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: WNPP-p-203-54-24-5.prem.tmns.net.au / 203.54.24.5
Subject: Chapter 60
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "The Rising Dragons - continued" on 07:12:42 05/06/06 Sat

Chapter 60


Throughout the night and into the early hours of the morning, Section One operatives had kept the target, Oliver Chan, under close surveillance. From their vantage point they’d been able to observe his movements, but Chan had not left his apartment nor had he received any visitors during the night. As they watched the building this morning it wasn’t long until they saw him exit his flat and get into his car.

Alerting Section One to the situation, Jasmine Kwong contacted Birkoff, “Chan’s on the move.”

“Excellent! ”Then switching channels he alerted Michael.“Standby ... Chan’s just left his apartment.”

The operatives watched as he pulled out from the curb and headed north towards the club where he was to rendezvous with Nikita.

“I’m not receiving any signal ... Is Chan wearing the same jacket?” Birkoff asked.

“He’s dressed similarly to last night and is wearing what appears to be the same suit.” Jasmine relayed.

“The tracker must have malfunctioned.”

“Do you want us to follow?”

“No ... I’ll tell Michael to proceed as planned.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Michael waited in a silver BMW a little way from the club and watched while Nikita paced nonchalantly along the pavement waiting for Oliver Chan to appear. Many prestigious cars and chauffeur driven limousines passed by and slowed to a stop near where she stood. The occupants of the vehicles lowered the windows and beckoned her over. Most of the men in the limousines were well-dressed businessmen, but the request was always the same … How much? they asked propositioning the beautiful woman alone. However, they sped off again when Nikita ignored all of their “offers”.

Cooling her heels Nikita had been waiting for a while, because the target had not yet made an appearance. She was just about to contact Michael when at long last he informed her of the target’s imminent arrival.

“Nikita … he’s coming.”

Michael saw Oliver Chan’s car cruise along the road slowly as he approached the rendezvous point. Rolling down the window, he watched through binoculars while Nikita looked up the road at the approaching vehicle. She saw a beautiful, slick, navy Jaguar sports coupe with the hood down pull into the curb.

Oliver Chan took off his sunglasses and leaned over the passenger seat to greet her. “Hey babe. You ready?”

“Yeah. Is this okay?” Nikita asked alluding to her clothing.

Oliver Chan got out of the car and helped Nikita into the waiting vehicle. “You look gorgeous. Madame Cheung will be knocked out when she sees you. She will be most impressed.”

“Thanks … you sure know how to stroke a girl’s ego. You don’t look too bad yourself Oliver ... New jacket?” She asked fingering the material and replacing a new tracker under the lapel.

“Yeah ... All part of the image babe. Shall we go?”

“Okay.”

Michael watched their interaction for a while, then put the car window back up as Oliver Chan sped off into the traffic. He followed at a discreet distance.

Birkoff watched what was happening on his monitor and beeped Operations in the Loft.

“Sir. He’s made his move. Nikita’s leaving and Michael’s in pursuit.”

“Good.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Chan drove through the traffic for a while weaving and dodging between the many buses and local traffic heading for the outskirts of the city. They had travelled a short distance when all of a sudden his car phone rang. Oliver picked it up and answered, “Chan here.”

“Can you talk?”

“Yes”

“There’s been a change in the rendezvous point … Don’t bring her here. Proceed with Plan B. We will use a more discreet location.

“I understand.”

“Be careful … make sure you are NOT being followed.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Since Alain Dubois’ death things have heated up. The police are suspicious of the Rising Dragons and I don’t want any slip-ups …”

“You can trust me.”

“Well … you know the consequences if you betray me Chan!”

“My word is my bond … We’ll be there.”

“I look forward to meeting your conquest … if what you say about this new girl is true.”

“You’ll be pleasantly surprised … I assure you.”

“Very Good ... and Chan.... do what you have to do. ”

“Yes ... I will.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


“Is everything all right Oliver?” Nikita asked as he replaced the receiver to its cradle in the car.

Oliver Chan’s arranged meeting with Madame Cheung had just been changed from her home in Repulse Bay to a more secretive place due to her suspicion of police interference. “Yes … Nothing to worry about … just a change of venues … that’s all.”

“Oh … and just where are we going?”

“You’ll see soon enough.”

Oliver had taken Madame Cheung’s warning to heart about being followed and was diligent in covering his tracks. He manoeuvred the car along tiny streets and back alleyways avoiding the main traffic wherever he could. If anyone were on his trail he would certainly know about it. He had zigzagged and taken so many obscure routes that were unknown to others except for the local pedestrian traffic.
Nikita hoped that Michael was still on their tail, but he would not pursue if it risked exposure. It was likely that Chan had lost him, which was highly probable given the clandestine round about route he had taken. Nevertheless, Birkoff would be able to pinpoint the location coordinates from Chan’s tracker so they would be on the grid.

Eventually Chan slowed the Jaguar and pulled the car over and stopped for a moment in a commercial area. This was obviously the hub of Hong Kong’s rag trade and was a highly industrialised estate.

“Are we here already?” Nikita enquired.

Turning to face her, he replied. “No.”

“Then why did we stop?”

“I’m sorry to have to do this Nikita … but it is just a precautionary measure. You do understand?” Oliver said as he reached out and pricked her arm with a pin treated with a tranquilizer drug.

Nikita slapped it away, “What … the…?” but the damage had been done. The drug worked so fast she was unable to retaliate and slumped back in the seat. As she lay there loosing consciousness, Nikita watched in a blur as Oliver reached for his car phone again and dialed someone. His voice sounded so far away and his words were the last thing Nikita heard as the dark enfolded her.

“We're on our way. Prepare Madame Cheung’s helicopter.”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


“Chan’s given me the slip. Where are they Birkoff?”

Watching on his computer screen Birkoff reluctantly said, “We’ve lost them.”

“What do you mean?” Michael replied concern lacing his face.

“They have entered some kind of building, I'm downloading satellite Intel right now, standard protocol dictates an abort.”

“Standard protocol is suspended. Find them!”


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Some miles on, Chan turned the Jaguar into an underground car park at an impressive building nestled between other mercantile and manufacturing businesses. Had Nikita been lucid she would have seen the name of the building they had entered for … The Yee Lok Commercial and Industrial Guild… was written in bold letters. Sun Yee Lok’s headquarters had just materialised, and it was here that Chan had taken her.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Oliver Chan with Nikita in a wheelchair, made their way to the top of the roof where a helicopter was waiting for them. Still under the influence of the drug Chan had injected her with, an unconscious Nikita was unaware of where she was. Strapping her into the interior of the helicopter Chan took his seat beside her as the pilot readied the aircraft for take off. It would take about thirty minutes for the flight to Madame Cheung’s hideaway, and by that time the drug usually had started to wear off somewhat. Chan however, had been ordered to give her an extra boost and he had given Nikita a full dosage. The effects of the drug therefore would take much longer under these circumstances. Oliver knew that drastic measures were needed, but nonetheless he was sorry he had to inflict the drug on this woman. But rules were rules and he was too close to his fortune to blow it by being insubordinate to Madame Cheung.

With the sound of the rotor blades echoing in the azure sky, the helicopter took off with Oliver Chan and Nikita on board. Circling once in a loop over the sparkling waters of Stanley Bay below them, the helicopter flew off to the east in the direction of the New Territories.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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