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slightly as he stood to leave. “Make sure you have a good view, I will make the night as bright as day.”

CHAPTER 3
    “ The first day of the WTO Conference is in the books, Garth, and traffic disruption to date has been horrendous. But I’m sure what is most concerning the Chinese Government are the large protests taking place across Shanghai. While the authorities have kept things in order for the most part, the audacity of the protests must frustrate them, given China’s reputation for strong-arm tactics. The few protesters I spoke to this morning linked the protests to separatist campaigns in Tibet and Xinjiang, rather than opposition to the WTO. In particular, the Tibetan and Uyghur protestors said the conference offered a unique opportunity to air their concerns while the eyes of the world are on Shanghai.”
    Erin Emery, News Tonight, September 3
    Chen had eagerly anticipated another ride on the Shanghai Maglev. When he’d arrived three days ago, he’d ridden the wondrous train from the airport to the city. Man’s ability to create something so remarkable—a transit system where the train rode above the track, without needing to touch the rail—amazed him. He didn’t understand the science, but was amazed nonetheless.
    With his business in Shanghai nearly concluded, he arrived at the Longyang Road metro station for the Maglev that would take him to Pudong International Airport. The station was amazing, wrapped in a large curved roof that made Chen feel like he was in a spaceship. He waited on the platform with a mix of tired-looking businessmen and tourists.
    After a few minutes, the train pulled into the station. The doors on the other side of the carriage opened and the passengers disembarked. Once the carriage was empty, the doors on Chen’s side opened and he stepped onto the train, took a seat near the door and put his backpack on the seat beside him. The train wasn’t scheduled to depart for a few minutes, so he clasped his hands and waited.
    An old woman stepped onto the carriage just as the intercom beeped, warning that the doors were about to close. She was hunched over heavily on her cane. Chen moved his bag off the seat beside him and gestured for her to sit. The old woman smiled at him warmly and sat with an audible sigh of relief. The doors of the carriage closed and the wondrous machine began to move.
    As the train gathered speed and he settled in for the seven-minute journey, Chen pulled his cell phone from his pocket and sent a quick message. It would set in motion the synchronized attacks he’d planned for Shanghai—several large bombs, a few targeted killings and a wave of cyberterrorist strikes. Half the incidents targeted the arteries that made Shanghai move, the other half aimed to disrupt the World Trade Organization conference. All were designed to inflict the maximum amount of damage.
    He smiled at the perfection of his timing, knowing he’d be out of the country before the Shanghai authorities knew the full extent of what had hit them. He’d leave a horrible, destructive wake that would have ramifications for the entire region and rock China to its very foundations. His vengeance would be complete.
    His thoughts were interrupted by an announcement that the Maglev was arriving at the airport. He checked his watch, pleased that he had a bit of time to get a snack and a drink before his flight. He moved closer to the doors and looked outside as the train slowed and the platform came up alongside. The train stopped and the doors opened.
    He was about to step off when the old woman waved at him, before coughing several times. “Your bag! Young man! Your bag!”
    Chen felt a degree of panic as he waved at the woman. “The bag isn’t mine. I’ll inform the stationmaster that somebody has left it unattended.”
    The woman smiled and placed the bag back down on the seat. Chen moved out of the way as passengers bustled past him, including the kind old woman. As he waited, he made