12
Wednesday afternoon—the last day of their formal classes which had tested Danny Huang’s patience; his blood had boiled with frustration as the days not spent directly working on the project dragged for him. He knew he had to keep up the farce, but his mind was working through the job. Nevertheless, he remained calm on the outside—he was a disciplined man. It was difficult not to automatically speak English or fall into defence maneuvers during combat classes; to remember they were only as skilled as the Armed Police Force of their country and not the elite team they actually were.
He looked at the clock and went through the plan: in one hour Hai and Froggy will leave for Cape Hatteras and stay the weekend, while tonight I will catch up with William and the VIP. Tomorrow, young Ru and
