It took Cald ten minutes to reacrance to ty. A couple of sleek oblong taxis  taxi stand, trics idling. ang Lin  co t taxi. tomatic doors so traffic. Cald into taxi. ten man  spiky gray  trand of  of it, turned round and gave o need all ter.

    “Ni qu nar li a?” teettural dra truct, you’d find traces of some obscure nort.

    “Followo 4x4s,” Caldwell urged in  Mandarin.

    “t just sped off several minutes ago?”

    “Exactly.”

    “tes. Many PLA 4x4s in Beijing at time of t Caldhe rear view mirror.”

    “Five t an extra pair of eyes and catcion.”

    “Noalking,” to traffic.

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    “Can you go any faster,” Caldinct note of impatience  into  like t. As muc  to admit it, he was scared.

    “I can, but it is impossible raffic and everytopilot for t ters. Anyraffic is good because it means c turning around. t, spat a t of took a sip out of a transparent flask of strong-looking tea. texture of burnt leatco ting time. taut silver  t.

    “Just find two cars ok?”

    “Sure. And stop looking back of ter-of-factly, leaning back in . Cald  laug cranky but ue to be appreciated at times like taxi opilot guided along by its sensors and t all t t ecion systems and carburetors t made some veo otripped ay. tly y o impose upon its citizens, Cald, str