Chapter 942 - The Appearance of the King (1/2)
Ten minutes earlier
Ciudad Juárez, Mexico
Caitlin walked towards a dock The street lights illu her slim waist and her wonderful jean-clad buttocks with every step she took Not far behind her, a person lying flat on the fence along the river said to the opposite bank through his miniature receiver hidden in his collar “The Dancer is in place The Audience is in position too”
The Dancer was an operational code given to Caitlin by Ton
Caitlin was a perfore The CIA and FAfor was the presence of Caitlin’s lover boy
Said lover boy was Xia Lei, but the man was nowhere to be seen
Caitlin came to the dock and allowed the cold winds of the Grand River to caress her cheek She closed her collar tighter around her neck and studied her surroundings There was a hearing bug installed on her body so she did not dare to speak However, her heart was caught up in a storhts “Costa… Please don’t come… But what if he really doesn’t co to tossasshole! You’re actually doing this to me for the sake of your future…”
Her olden locks blown out of place by the wind, it was a mess
One hundred metres away, three snipers on standby went into position on the roof of a building There was a Chevrolet Suburban parked below the tabs on Caitlin A CIA agent was their driver, a desert eagle perched proudly on the top of his thigh Though the vehicle was stationary, theall around him He was prepared to enter battleto come?” A fewthe Grand River However, the long-awaited Costa hadn’t appeared anywhere,Ton’s confidence waver a little
“He wants to use my sister to threaten me With my sister here, he’s bound to appear” Jack still believed his judgement, his confidence was firuy’s identity Tell me, how did you arrive at that conclusion?” Ton put down his binoculars and stared at Jack
Jack paused to think “I’oing to thy report about this” Ton went on “I’enius when it coenius, sir I’ht, I’ll explain e of cooal is the drone Who would be so anxious about it? Who would wish to learn about the FA’s operation desperately? The Chinesethat if Costa doesn’t work for Xia Lei, then he would be working for Bureau 101 However…”
“Since when did Bureau 101 look into recruiting Mexicans?” asked Ton
For Bureau 101 to hire Mexicans seemed like an unlikely possibility Hence, they were left with one sole hypothesis
Jackfor Xia Lei”
Ton nodded “Xia Lei has a teaht be one of them”
At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz GL450 off-road vehicle approached theirs slowly It parked itself behind the Chevrolet Suburban The one driving the GL450 was Sirita of the FA Organization
Ton furrowed his brows “What is she trying to do?”
Jack glanced at the rear o over”
As anticipated, Sirita extended a hand out of herand waved at their car
“What the fuck? Who does she think she is? The saustan and Yan Fo They better not think that they’re irreplaceable Osama bin Laden was a prime example of their kind!” Ton huffed
Jack replied, “Terrorists will be terrorists There is nothing we can change about who they really are Let’s go take a look Perhaps they’re asking for a discussion Wemove will throw off our operation
Ton nodded and exited the car Following that, Jack trailed behind his superior towards the parked GL450
The doors to the vehicle clicked open, Sirita eustan
“Mister Ton, it see to appear” Yan Fo continued “I think we should give up on this operation and return to the far the drone should be our priority”
“Why are you so sure that he won’t appear?” Ton questioned “It has only been a couple of lanced at his wristwatch “Then we shall wait for another ten minutes As soon as the time is up, we’ll head back to test Predator B”
Ton felt offended “Mister Yan, you must be clear that this operation is under anization to dictate its direction”
Yan Fo shrugged nonchalantly “Ah, the classic CIA working style Are you all so used to ordering people around?”