Don Pendleton: Death Minus Zero

Valens understood the reminder. People had died before the Zero affair had been concluded. She also recalled that some of the Chinese operatives had escaped. But they had run off with a considerable amount of Chinese cash and lost themselves somewhere in America.

She had to go through everything, no matter how vague or how dead-ending it might turn out to be. She had to look into all aspects of the matter.

“Is Cooper involved this time?” Riba said.

“His name hasn’t been mentioned so far. Could be he’s working on something else. But the people he works with have their teams involved.”

“You want me to do some snooping around?”

“Off-the-reservation kind of snooping?” Valens said.

“Sharp as ever, Agent Valens, but just as you say. I’ll deal myself in. I’m closer to Saul’s lodge than you people are. I do remember where it is, too.”

“Joshua, stay in touch. If I can give you any backup I will. Use my name if you need to. Let me know if you find anything. But for now, keep it between us.”

Valens sent the data to Riba’s cell.

“Okay, got it,” Riba said. “Hey, you watch your back, Agent Valens. The way this has gone down, we’ve got some serious people out there.”

“I will, and for the record, it’s Claire. Drop the ‘Agent Valens,’ okay? I think you’ve earned that.”

“Okay. You can call me Josh. I hate the full-on Joshua. Makes me sound old and serious.”

“You’re a funny guy, Josh.”

“Got to redress the Hollywood version of solemn, hatchet-faced Indians. And don’t start me on the ‘Native American’ deal. Listen, I’ll be in touch soon as I have anything.”

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