Chapter Twenty
April 27, 2020, Japanese Territorial Waters, Mizuchi Undersea Resort
Pleasant chimes sounded before an equally pleasant woman’s voice came over the PA, first in Japanese, then Mandarin, and ending in English. “Welcome to Mizuchi Undersea Resort. Your luggage will automatically be sent to your room. Please enjoy your stay, and remember: the ocean will wash away all of your worries.”
Jia and Erik rose from their seats in the first-class cabin, nodding to a bowing trip attendant, who handed them each a suitcase stored in the overhead bin above their spacious seats.
Their attendant’s near-perfect smile suggested she was oblivious to the guns hidden inside.
Their Intelligence Directorate-supplied luggage could beat most common security scans and help smuggle a lot of things,
