lf open cubicle doing her business.

    “ tested behem.

    “Give me a break.  o an empty cubicle and locked the door.

    “ay to go girl,” another voice encouraged.

    Mei Lin bolted t and opened toilet o t of t to tal compound. A dilapidated mansion stood nearby. ts on in top floor  . About six feet belo top of ter taco its back scurry along to the darkness.

    “ the compound?” Caldwell asked, impressed.

    “aked out as many buildings as I inct for building plans.”

    “If you say so,” Caldwell conceded.

    tal compound  for ts from ter of buildings a feop floor of t of ts on but t. Mei Lin fumbled in rained the house.

    “tivity in one of tairs rooms. Uniformed PLA. trols in t’s dark but you can just about make t, maybe about tness suggests ting company,” Mei Lin informed ter-of-factly. tion in t came in giggling erically. Caldc oo many and  high decibel.

    “Is t good or bad?” he asked.

    “e so . t beo be focusing ttentions on tes. tary 4x4s in front of t’s  older man in there.”

    “the major-general?”

    “Could ’s go. ait ...”

    “?”

    “they are leaving.”

    “Leaving?”

    “Yes, some of t least. take a look.” Mei Lin o Caldhe mansion.

    “Yes, I see t t of te later a group of about ten men  t door. Instead of climbing into traig toal buildings. Some of the PLA men were carrying weapons.

    “t leaving. to t t older man. te, ty of e military uniform ed epaulettes and ted t alking about. Major-general