Hong Kong

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Doing background research for a novel like this is always an adventure. Friend and neighbor Gilbert Pascal, engineer and physicist, read and offered valuable suggestions on draft chapters as the tale developed. Paul K. Chan read and commented upon the manuscript.

The plot of this tale was a collaboration between the author and his wife, Deborah, who delights in dreaming up literary tangles.

One tiny, red, liquid drop of blood was visible in the center of the small, neat hole in China Bob Chan’s forehead an inch or so above his right eye. Chan’s eyes were wide open. Tommy Carmellini thought his features registered a look of surprise.

Carmellini pulled off his right latex glove, bent down, and touched the cheek of the corpse — which was still warm.

Death must have been instantaneous, and not many minutes ago, Carmellini thought as he pulled the glove back onto his hand.

The diminutive corpse of China Bob Chan lay sprawled behind his Philippine mahogany desk in the library of his mansion on the south side of Hong Kong Island.

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