The black flashy military, whom everyone called "general" poke his chin in an involuntary gesture of contempt for the elder Mr. Mueller:
- At this time they had not yet cleared the bunker of bombs, on the territory of the farm "Communications". I can’t make you rejoice that this safety regulation has already taken place and they may switch to tougher action.
- Are all farms secure now?
- No, of course, the bunker took more than three days, how can fit in the ten-hour ultimatums? But they have superb snipers, I think, if not after an hour when he has threatened to cut the next head, then after ten hours he will be eliminated.
- What if the second head is the one of our chief physician?
- The second head will be the one of assistant commandant Hans Tsyoler. My experts are hundred percent sure.
- But haven’t Fritz and Hans left Bolivia?
- Only your son has left the camp and perhaps he is in the country. Hans Tsyoler has probably been sent from him to negotiate with that frantic Negro and has become a hostage in his arms.
- So, then a doctor keep in contact with your military men who negotiate there, as you know what's going on with the terrorist!
- Not a doctor, one of the queens - our mothers is embedded as a spy and has full confidence of that jerk who thinks himself as great!
- That terrorist Illal Saadi is a really big deal, alone, by himself and still playing and fooling so many people for the last three days!
"Mediator" Wolfgang Mueller had taken a posture of relaxation and expressed his usual coy face of the undisputed mentor.
***
Moonlight could not trust even the Hot Shot. She knew that he was a member of this Corporation a long time ago. The recent video has told him that she was here and so he has arrived. He did not hide his joy of meeting her, but she somehow instinctively turned away. And perhaps because of big injuries and damages in the State of His Superiority / her home country / she was unwilling to trust him. It was the first night that she slipped in and took Hyulal’s laptop from its hiding place. Once they moved into the building of the chiefs on the territory the farm "Communications", she hid the priceless asset under the bed and demanded repeatedly to check the room for hidden cameras. She had no intention to share that Hyulal and "the Iron one" were alive.
During the day she was usually close to Mr. Big or the Hot Shot as she called him, as his interpreter, though he spoke English, but as everyone who had a high status he communicated with the help of the interpreter. It was only at night she could connect over the Internet with Hyulal, and more - according to the time difference in Europe at that time it was daytime... But she does not dare, not knowing if they can detect the IP address and at all if there is more harm than good.
- Please, call me Mo, you always turn to me with no name! – Mr. Big startled her and pulled her from her thoughts.
- Well, Mo, you know I do what you want!
- No need to pretend to be humble. At our first meeting I wanted you to undress naked, but you didn’t do it! - He looked at her playfully.
- I have forgotten about your sense of humor, actually I’ve always missed it here in "Anthill."
The glitter in his eyes disappeared. They were in the operator of the administrative building, the men operators watched intently what was happening on the territory of the farm "Reproduction" and ignored them. They both spoke in a language that sounded quite incomprehensible.
At this point in the hall Mrs. Hass rushed in and shouted for silence.
- It turned out that the deputy commandant Tsyoler was captured by the terrorists and should immediately be reviewed all records from every corner of the camp for three days ago, to establish exactly how that had happened under your nose! For four years have you been paid huge sums for round the clock monitoring! – Then the domineering large woman looked around and saw Mr. Hot Shot and Moonlight. - Sir, come to my office please! I have to discuss with some information.
When Moonlight followed them, the Commandant turned to her:
Our conversation with the gentleman will be confidential and long, so I've provided a forklift to take you in "Communications" in your room to rest.
- She's coming with me! – said Mr. Hot Shot said.
- No, sir, you know English, you have no time for Asian luxury! “Cinderella” will not take part in the conversation!
The Hot Shot had turned to Moonlight, wondering what to do.
- Please, Mo, do not complicate things already, I want to take a shower and rest a bit.
- Well, after talking with the commandant I'll come and pick you up.
Commandant Haas has already urged impatiently the representative of the Corporation to enter her office. One of the drivers appeared in the hallway and Moonlight went with him. Settlement "Administration" was located two kilometers from the village "Communications". The driver of the electro mobile tried to have his conversation with a passenger.
He was explaining that he was surprised by her metamorphosis from obscure maid with a work apron in an elegant beautiful woman wearing fashionable clothes. Too bad that any time he would finish the project and they will not be able to get to know. She was silent all the way, but as it can be made by a subtle Asian - delicate and mysterious.
Moonlight was shocked of the video footage that they watched a few hours ago. Things in the farm "Reproduction" had gone out of control. The rolling on the concrete stairs of the hospital bloody head of the doctor was something she could not forget. Hyulal had told her that they were mercenaries in various wars, protecting Islamic values, but she had never given a reasonable explanation what, in fact, it means. The same shock she had experienced years ago when she watched a “big wig” person who has been attacked by hungry hounds that were tearing him apart. This had happened in the country of the Superior Leader. That nightmare still appeared in her dreams.
Once she took a shower and prepared an attractive appearance, she pulled Hyulal’s laptop from under the bed and turned it on. There was a wireless Internet connection. She logged in the former supplier and brother of the blustering terrorist in the maternity ward of the hospital and the connection was accepted. Hyulal was on line. She switched on the video link. She told him about the exploits of his brother and asked him if he would want to come out of his hiding place and come to the rescue.
- Could you tell me your name, number 35?
- Moonlight.
- And what is the name of the representative of the corporation, do you know?
-Mo, Mo Lin.
- So, it's time to share with Mo Lin that we are live with the Iron one and explain to him that my brother is acting as suicide bomber. We have always promised that if we were to become suicide bombers, we will be both. I'm not sure but I think that my brother is calling me, not because of the tragedy with his sweetheart. Because he knows he will be killed, and if I show up I will also be used and shot. There is something very significant, which has prompted him to insist on my appearance. Find out with Mo Lin what it is. According to our calculations he is located in the area of "Communication." But make sure, first you evacuate of all participants and operating staff in the camp. This is what Mr. Mo Lin can do, if you can influence on him.
- Ok, I hang up, I can hear some noises. We will be contacted again after midnight today to tell you what has happened.
She barely managed to hide the laptop when there was a knock on the door and Mr. Hot Shot entered
- Moonlight, commandant Hass wants us to tell the terrorist that his brother was assassinated, that the very Nigel Eisenstein is a victim of the same and that the only senior representative available on the project is me. And because now they no longer get connected either by phone or by the Internet or other remote means of negotiators, she wanted me to go personally as a negotiator in the hospital.
- Come in, Mo. I want to tell you some things. Close the door, please.
Mr. Hot Shot sat on the bed and stared at her. Contrary to his expectations, she looked relaxed.
She began to tell him quietly that Commandant Hass was a killer and she was in complot with the runaway Fritz Muller, the chief commandant of the camp. He barely caught his surprise. He didn’t expect to hear such information. Furthermore, finally Moonlight expressed the opinion that they should start with the evacuation and that they have lost much time already.
Then they ceased talking. He got up and paced back and forth, and she was still dignified and unobtrusively standing next to the nightstand.
- What will you advise me, Moonlight? To evacuate the people and then to deal with the terrorist.
- Yes, we should organize the evacuation of the people. There are five and a half hours to the deadline given by Illal. So we have to manage within five hours, and then we'll decide how to proceed.
- Okay, let's begin. Come on!
Moonlight remembered about the time before, when they lived together, how they organized receptions and business meetings, how they responded quickly in sending emails and communicate in sync with many people they needed to carry out any endeavor. Mo had ordered his guards to lock commandant Hass in her office it and keep her a prisoner without access to a telephone and cameras. The other three commandants, operators in the room for monitoring and all technicians in the farms had organized to transport the men to the nearby village. There, the local people had long been working for the camp and they were welcome hospitably in their homes for several days.
Mo Lin wrote to each participant a check for a million dollars and gave their passports in person after they signed. Moonlight was actively cooperating.
Very soon the commander of the new guard appeared at the administrative building and pompously said he was sent by the Corporation that provided money for everything here and they cannot take action without his personal consent. Then Mr. Hot Shot pulled him aside and told him:
- I am a board member of the Corporation, but we may call the "mediator" or the "general" to confirm this.
Not waiting for response, he called from his mobile. He got in contact with the "general".
- Here is the head of the military who were sent as guards and I want to talk with you, if I have prerogatives to act within the camp or not.
- I'll call him, I haven’t informed him yet who you are! - He came across on the switched on handset speaker.
The commander, recognizing the voice of his superior, apologized immediately. He said he would be most useful on a farm "Reproduction", since they have not dealt with the terrorist and left the office of Fritz Müller, walking in an abrupt, military posture. This was the office, where Moonlight was now typing in the central computer the name of another participant in the project, which has received the documents and the check. She did not do as Hyulal expected form her, he didn’t say to Mr. Hot Shot that he and the Iron one were alive. He did not want to get him involved. She was determined not to allow happiness to fly away in any case.
***
- General, I was not warned! - The commander of the Special Forces was calling from the bunker concealed behind a dense grove at the end of the farm "Communications", where his guys were strictly watching. - This gentleman has taken and performed the evacuation of people in the nearby village. I did not know that he occupied such an important position in the Corporation.
- Yes, the one who is with you is the "tycoon" and he is a board member of the Corporation, but does not know about the project and should not be informed! He is one of the richest businessmen in Asia. He warned people to be careful.
- He has arrested Commandant Hass in her office, not to be an obstacle in the evacuation. We intended to invade using the special division through the tunnel to neutralize the terrorist. Shall we act according to plan?
- Wait for the evacuation to complete, I hope that the "tycoon" will go to this village, where they now put settle the people and then act, there shouldn’t be even one-tenth of a percent possibility to screw up. Try to organize things as to eliminate our colleague from the field. After you disarm the terrorist, help people to get back and be careful with him. But I am sure that he will leave immediately after you deal with the situation.
- Yes, so far there is no evidence to suspect something of the bunker, so we shall act! Without being informed of the action, right?
- Yes, without his knowledge.
***
In the hotel room of the "general", he attended the talk with Wolfgang Muller.
- As we feared, the "tycoon" has undertaken the evacuation of participants, and after they disarm that Negro, he will certainly make us close the "Anthill". I think some misfortune will happen to him in Bolivia - the black general spoke curtly and angrily.
- It is not appropriate that "hedger" and "banker" know it's there and if they doubt about anything, they will turn away from the Corporation and now we use the money of the three very effective - "mediator", took as usual the role of a mentor, representing the last instance of truth, continued: - That thief heiress of Eisenstein has not been eliminated yet, right?
- No, but any moment we will find her location.
- Give them orders not to do it! We will recruit to continue the project. Only she can affect the "tycoon". And I've found someone to take over the further development of the project, so the "tycoon" will have no reason to impose on us four.
- I do not know if it isn’t too late, but I'll try to cancel the order for the elimination of that persona. What kind of person have you found?
- Actually, he found me. The head of the Special Department of "Marketing and social strategies." It turned out that he was here in Hong Kong on behalf of his dead boss.
He have to find out our identities and the man found them. As soon as he learned of the bombing, he has decided to grab the opportunity.
- This is good and not good. We have to find out who is the person that we have sent to Heaven in the secret apartment of Nigel. Until now I thought it was the special chief because he was his right hand in the operational plan.
- Probably a lover.
- Yeah – The Weapon boss, the hyper rich billionaire, for whom the epaulettes were the most important hallmark of man, just frowned.
But the old man with receding hair, who had regained self-esteem and looked already better, ignored him. He said:
- Well, I go to the restaurant, to have a bite. Call me and tell me what you have done.
He left the room and even in the mood, he could not hide how stiff and uncertain was his walking gait was.
Chapter 28
- Nigel, wake up! I will not wait for Baz and Hyunal - Anna shook the shoulder of the sleeping man on the wide bed.
- Well, I knew, you’re an expensive prostitute and all your time is worth money – his colorful eyes were laughing.
He sat on the bed. He always slept with his clothes on and now he seemed fully alert and business-like. If it were not, of course, his bare feet.
- I’ve already booked a room in a hotel near the ruined office of your company, I’ll take your laptop. Tell Hyulal to buy you a new one. In no way, in no possible way do you disclose that you are alive.
- Well, go by a shop to be fitted with the appropriate clothing.
- I've already gotten with the help of Uncle Google where to go for this purpose. But first - a quick stop with the power of attorney certificate, in one of your banks to withdraw money and declare a debit card. I'm beginning to spend the money, I am the heiress.
- I'm afraid they will try to kill you, too - he was talking intently and his deep wrinkles around his mouth were easily seen, despite his sparse reddish-white beard that covered his uneven face.
- Yes, exactly for this reason I have to act alone and be proactive, I have to beat the time and the events. Wherever I am, I'll call one hour before Illal has beheaded his next victim, we have to coordinate our actions.
Anna had taken the laptop and was already about to go out.
Nigel wondered to himself at that moment. Rather than take a position, he was looking after her, and this ridiculous black dress,
he liked the way it suited her. He had slept only an hour and a half, but he had managed to get a good rest. He had a feeling that once again he had found himself. What had Anna told him, as they sat holding each other in the wet bathroom? To be humble. To guess patience. To know and learn what patience is. To find that he is much more than just his talents and achievements.
Now Anna was not in the room, but he kept thinking about her. When he chose her for the "Sahara" reality, he simply filled in the form „an intellectual Eastern European." He thought that she would be the second one to leave the reality, after the young Spaniard of Arab origin. Only the Asian from Japan was proposed by the Corporation. The other participants were found and chosen by himself. Personally, they were presented by the supervisor for approval. But they all proved that people were able to survive in an environment that is completely hostile to them.
And in the camp, called by all "Anthill", the Ethiopian Illal Saadi demonstrated that people are unpredictable creatures, and they need millennia to construct a new type of societies.
Until recently he thought of himself to be the exclusive representative of the human race, but since the black orphan Hyulal who had not attended school, who had worked with his twin brother as a mercenary and had just turned twenty-four years, saved him from death, he, the leading social psychologist seemed to radically changed.
Baz and Hyulal arrived, they brought Anna’s laptop. They were quite surprised that she had gone without communicating and telling where to. In the multi-million city it would be difficult to find her without anybody’s help.
- Mr. Eisenstein - said Baz – I thought of calling my mother and sister, to make sure that they are OK and not to worry. But my brother would not let me do that.
Hyulal was looking at one side. Apparently, his heart melted, when the younger one was calling him "my brother".
- Well, You have my permission to call, but my brothers will not be mentioned. And one way or another- Illal will stay alive for another few hours, no need to inform her.
Nigel felt that he regained his old temper. At this moment he encountered Hyulal’s hard and heavy eyes. His black eyes were literally fixed on him.
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