Irving Waters - The Wuhan Mission

Xue Lin and Sam spent a couple of nights in jail in Milan before the Americans were able to straighten out the ‘American gunmen’ mess that had happened at La Scala. Sam was concerned that the CIA would deny all knowledge of him and Xue Lin, but the Deputy Director had come through for him. He felt like Xue Lin might need a vacation and he was due for one too. The American Ambassador came to pick them up in his limo.

“They want to talk to you in DC,” he said to them, turning to Xue Lin, he said: “There’s a plane waiting. Your parents will be on that plane.”

“So, Snowflake. I’ve been thinking… when this administrative crap is all over… Tasmania’s nice this time of year,” he said, looking into her eyes.

“OK Blue Eyes. I’m in.”

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