The Emperor's Tomb Read Online Free PDF Page B

regain both her balance and composure. A hand went to her wounded cheek.
    The man reached beneath his jacket.
    A gun appeared.
    Malone was way ahead of him, already finding his Beretta and calling out, "Hey."
    The man whirled, saw both Malone and the gun and immediately grabbed the woman, jamming the barrel of his weapon into her neck.
    "Toss the gun in that trash bucket," the man yelled in English.
    He was deciding whether to risk it, but the terrified look on the woman's face told him to comply.
    He dropped the gun over the container's edge, which thumped around, signaling that little else lay inside.
    "Stay put," the man said as he backed down the street with his hostage.
    He could not allow the trail to end here. This was his only route to Cassiopeia. The man and his captive kept easing toward where the alley connected to another busy street. A constant stirring of people passed back and forth at the intersection.
    He stood, fifty feet away, and watched.
    Then the man released his grip on the woman and, together, they ran away.
    NI ASSESSED PAU WEN, REALIZING THAT HE'D FALLEN DIRECTLY into the trap this clever man had set.
    "And what is best for China?"
    "Do you know the tale of the crafty fox caught by a hungry tiger?" Pau asked.
    He decided to indulge Pau and shook his head.
    "The fox protested, saying, 'You dare not eat me because I am superior to all other animals, and if you eat me you will anger the gods. If you don't believe me, just follow and see what happens.' The tiger followed the fox into the woods and all the animals ran away at the first sight of them. The awed tiger, not realizing that he was the cause of their alarm, let the fox go." Pau went silent for a moment. "Which are you, Minister, the crafty fox or the unwitting tiger?"
    "Seems one is a fool, the other a manipulator."
    "Unfortunately, there are no other contenders for control of China," Pau said. "You and Minister Tang have done a masterful job of eliminating all challengers."
    "So do you say I am the fool or the manipulator?"
    "That is not for me to decide."
    "I assure you," Ni said, "I am no fool. There is corruption throughout our People's Republic. My duty is to rid us of that disease."
    Which was no small task in a nation where 1% of the population owned 40% of the wealth, much of it built from corruption. City mayors, provincial officials, high-ranking Party members--he'd arrested them all. Bribery, embezzlement, misappropriation, moral decadence, privilege seeking, smuggling, squandering, and outright theft were rampant.
    Pau nodded. "The system Mao created was littered with corruption from its inception. How could it not be? When a government is accountable only from the top down, dishonesty becomes insidious."
    "Is that why you fled?"
    "No, Minister, I left because I came to detest all that had been done. So many people slaughtered. So much oppression and suffering. China, then and today, is a failure. There is no other way to view it. We are home to sixteen of the world's twenty most polluted cities, the world leader in sulfur dioxide emissions. Acid rain is destroying our land. We pollute the water with no regard for consequences. We destroy culture, history, our self-respect, with no regard. Local officials are rewarded only for more economic output, not public initiatives. The system itself assures its own destruction."
    Ni cautioned himself that those observations could all be a deception. So he decided to utilize some misdirection of his own. "Why did you allow that woman to steal the lamp?"
    Pau appraised him with a glare that made him uncomfortable, akin to his own father's gaze that he'd once respected.
    "That is a question to which you should already know the answer."
    MALONE TIPPED THE TRASH BIN OVER, FOUND HIS GUN, THEN bolted down the alley.
    He should have known.
    The courier was no victim. Just an accomplice who'd messed up. He came to the alley's end and rounded the corner.
    His two adversaries were a hundred feet ahead,