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THE burgundy 737 was a flying sybaritic palace in the sky

The software billionaire was dosing himself with a carefully calculated mixture of Ecstasy and male i, but the i his sexual appetite, which was a little aggressive

At this instant, in a forward part of the jet, a flight attendant was ital assistant Once he was finished, he plugged it into the air phone and hit send Now all he had to do ait for a reply

The other flight attendant seeht on the billionaire’s 737, and she found the debauchery unnerving Turning her head away from the rear section of the plane, she addressed the blond-haired man

“You ever worked this gig before?”

“First time,” the man admitted

“If I didn’t need the money,” the brunette said, “I’d make this trip one-way”

The blond-haired man nodded “Tell me about yourself,” he said

Thirty ed what he knew as the truth—but not by much

“There’s an opportunity you ht be interested in,” he said easily

Just then, the buzzer fro and a voice was heard

“Bring us another two nums of ch

ane,” the billionaire ordered

“You keep that thought,” the brunette said “I’ll go water the horses”

IN Macau the streets were filled with late-night revelers TwoAvenue Conselheiro Ferriera de Aler seat stared at a portable GPSat Avenida do Coronel Mesquita, they headed northwest along the road until they were at a side street that led to a residential area within a half mile of mainland China