Chapter Six

Somewhere in China.

Thursday morning, 11:36 am.

"Excuse me" muttered a young woman as she pushed through the mass of people. Pushing her red hair back irritably, she jumped up the stairs, two at a time. Her transmitter crackled as a soldier dashed past. "Stalwart here"," Do you have the device?" "Of course, sir" "Well done. Meet me in my office" Nodding, she realized he couldn't see her. "On my way". Clipping the transmitter back to her belt, now skipping three at a time.

"Come in" Commander Cardos requested, his second-in-command strode in, taking a seat in front of him. "Major Stalwart" the commander acknowledged, as the agent pushed a small rectangular device across the desk. "How did you get it?" Stalwart's eyes sparkled as she leant back against the chair. "I knew a few traders willing to help. Roger did his job, but was caught. Luckily, one of my men got there first to require the gadget" Cardos nodded, admiring the smooth metal surface with his hands. "Tom, may I ask what it does?" the commander looked up, unfazed at her blunt tone. "You will find out soon. Now I have to be at Portugal to meet with my director. Oh and Jaimee, I need you to stay here for awhile." "Yes sir" Placing the object in a silver briefcase, Tom Cardos walked briskly out of the room, nodding to the guards.

Stalwart heard the door lock behind her. Turning her gaze, a hand swiftly smothered her mouth. Striking backwards with her elbow, she winding her opponent briefly as she stood up. Staggering backwards, the man's breathing was uneasy as Jaimee curved her fist around, colliding with the mans jaw. Falling unconscious, he slid off the desk, and crumpled bizarrely on the floor. Removing her belt, she lashed her foot out at the window and smashed the glass. Crawling out of the window, Stalwart's foot brushed against the edge. Putting her weight against the ridge, Jaimee began to slowly creep around the building, trying not to catch anyone's attention. Unfortunately, in a busy street of Sapporo that was not an option. Soon enough, half of the street were calling and pointing at her.

Looking at the anxious faces below, Jaimee had only one idea. Flinging her belt over a banner, she turned to face the opposing building. Pushing off from the wall with her feet, Jaimee slid over the crowd who were now emitting screams. Wind whistled past her ears as she landed on an awning. Running straight ahead, Jaimee pulled out her radio, "Pegasus to Monkey. We've been used. Over" Static. "This is Monkey. I've got your position. There's a back street in about 400 feet. Take a left and I'll be waiting for you. Didn't we agree I wasn't monkey? Over" Jaimee smirked as she lowered herself down a drainpipe, onto the main street. In front of her, she could see the alley way. People we're now taking pictures but soon they gave up as Jaimee blended in with the crowd. Replacing her belt, she tucked her rogue hair back behind her ear.

"Here she comes" Lauren muttered to herself, as she saw her friend sprinting towards the van. "What took you so long?", "Oh, you know me. I stopped off for coffee and picked up a newspaper" buckling her belt, Jaimee grinned. Slowly driving the van through the street, Lauren noticed a dark car trailing behind. "Do you see that car?" her companion nodded, "I think they've been trailing for a while. Maybe we will lose them by the river." Picking up speed, she put the vehicle into fifth and took of down the lane.
Pursuing the van, the two men in the car turned left, taking a different route to the river.