CHAPTER FOUR
After a restless night, Edwin Mc Cullough woke up as dawn was creeping into the sky. He looked across at the other bed and could see Su Ling's black hair sprayed out over the pillow. Desire stirred in his loins, but he didn't move. Deliberately, he switched his mind from the girl lying so invitingly naked, the sheets having .slid down her round buttocks and wrapped around her knees, but the young Lieutenant forced himself to think of the Hong Kong mission.
It was fairly simple. He and Su Ling were to get on friendly terms with a certain Mister Chen who ran a sleazy cabaret in one of the worst districts of Kowloon. The man was suspected by the British authorities to be a Red Chinese, and art of a very successful spy ring which operated in Southeast Asia.
Mister Chen occupied
