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Chapter Eight
Chapter EightLess than twenty-four hours later and Gorilla was ready to see if he'd been allowed, however temporarily, inside the enemy's camp. He'd been contacted by Trench earlier that day and told to meet him that night in the restaurant of his hotel, the swanky Mandarin Oriental on Connaught Road. Apparently Trench, or Janner, or whatever he was calling himself these days obviously trusted him enough to arrange a meeting at his base while he was in Hong Kong. Gorilla took that as a good sign. The moment Gorilla stepped outside his squalid room on the fifth floor and into the equally dilapidated hotel corridor, he knew something wasn't quite right. The corridor, no bastion of well-lit walkways at the best of times, was in complete darkness. He toyed for a moment with going back inside,
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