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  2. ALSO BY TOM CLANCY
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How did he find out?” Yong demanded. He was on the other end of the line.

Meili glanced at the tall guard, studiously ignoring her, judging by the blank expression on his broad, cunning face. She turned around, her back to him.

“No idea. But I don’t have to tell you he can’t come back.”

“Obviously.”

“How can we stop him?”

Yong laughed. “You mean besides running over him with a car?”

Meili didn’t laugh.

“I’m joking.”

“Don’t. This is not good. For either of us.”

“I have an idea.”

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Yong ended the call, but his hand still gripped the receiver. Jack Ryan was becoming a problem, quickly, and he needed to be dealt with.

He told Meili that killing him wasn’t an option, but he wasn’t sure if she agreed with him. If Jack Ryan couldn’t be discouraged from further investigation, he needed to be driven away for his own sake or else she would deal with him, one way or another.

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Jack and Paul put in a full day’s work at Dalfan, continuing to sift through the mountains of data and reports they were required to examine before signing off on the Dalfan–Marin merger. Jack decided to hold off on further physical investigation of the warehouse facility until he heard back from Gavin.

Given Lian’s harsh reaction to his accusations, Jack was suddenly less confident that what he’d stumbled across today was a Dalfan location after all. But there was something definitely there, and whatever it was, it was kept under lock and key. And if it turned out it was a Dalfan facility, it was better to know who he would be going up against when he broke into it.

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Jack and Paul picked up some Indian takeout food from a nearby restaurant Bai recommended and headed back to their guesthouse.

They unloaded several cardboard containers and filled their plates with spicy chicken biryani on beds of basmati rice and ladled up bowls of rich vegetable curry. Jack poured two glasses of iced mango tea he fetched from the refrigerator as Paul laid out the silverware.

They began eating in silence, both lost in their own thoughts about the events of the day, neither feeling as if they could talk to the other about them. Ironically, they were both waiting for a phone call from Gavin, and neither knew about that, either. The food was quickly disappearing.

“This is great,” Jack said.

Paul forked another mouthful of chicken. “Bai said we wouldn’t be disappointed.”

“Do you still think he’s reporting everything he sees to Yong?”

“No question. But that’s his job and I don’t blame him for doing it.”

“Nothing much for him to report, I imagine.”