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‘We must remain calm and enjoy ourselves. Forgive me, I am being a bad

host. Can I offer you anything? Food? Drink?’
Bond looked at Chi-Chi. ‘I think you can possibly offer rest. Both of us are
tired.’
‘Of course, your journey has been
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you to your suite. You can sleep late tomorrow, then we can deal with the
information you have to smuggle back to Beijing Hsia. Personally, I’m going to
be a little busy for a few more hours. We really have to be more sophisticated
with the interrogation of the girl.’ He shook his head sadly. ‘Nothing is ever

really accomplished by mere crude brutality.’
‘You should dump the oily piece of female rubbish in San Francisco Bay.’
Chi-Chi spoke with venom, bringing a tone of genuine distaste into her voice.
‘Ah, Jenny Mo, or is it really Argentbright? An odd name. You might have
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done such a thing at the old Legation, but we are trying to be more economic
these days. She is a beautiful girl, therefore she can be used; she can make
money for us. We will simply suck her dry of all she knows about this
operation against us, then put her to work in which she excels. It can be all so

simple. I have learned that nothing should be wasted if it can be recycled. This
also applies to people.’ He extended his hands to both of them. ‘Come, I’ll
show you to your suite. Tomorrow we will go over the information, and make
arrangements for its safe transference back to Beijing Hsia, before we begin

the real work. Come.’
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He strode, not to the door through which they had entered from the hallway,
but to a smaller exit which stood in the right-hand wall between high pine
bookcases. They discovered that the door led to a short, brilliantly lit, passage,

then in turn to narrow stairs which ran down some fourteen feet under the
house. There were corridors to left and right and the walls were hung with
both Chinese and American Indian art. Brokenclaw took them past the first
bisecting corridors and stopped at a door which he opened, standing back to

allow his guests to enter a large suite of rooms furnished in almost
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overpowering modern luxury.
The main room contained a large leisure complex which took up almost an
entire wall – a large screen TV, stereo equipment and video machine set into

shelves which appeared to have been sculpted rather than built, the shelves and
equipment all in a light grey which reflected the general decor of the entire
room, light greys and whites. There were soft leather armchairs, a large glass

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