Chapter 82
Now, four years later—as Rikka figured out they were roaring toward La Guardia airport—she understood that Kate Stark always knew what she was talking about, because she only ever spoke after she was sure. The North Koreans had torn apart the Tongs in the following weeks and would have gotten to her if Kate hadn’t protected her. In the process Kate had seriously damaged the North Korean counterfeiting distribution system.
And now? Here Rikka was, once again in over her head and about to be handed off to the North Koreans. This time there was no Kate and no witness protection program between them. Instead, there were three bad guys roaring through Manhattan in a luxury sedan and one very small, very scared Asian-American woman.
Fear is the path to the Dark Side. Thank you, Yod
