"Are you asking me to believe this? Or are you simply unaware of the situation?"
Denkin, standing at attention, hesitated before responding. "I beg your pardon, sir?"
He struggled to piece together what his superior wanted to hear. He had only written what he knew in his report, yet his mind came up blank under the weight of the general's glare.
"I've been stationed in Hong Kong for over ten years. Do you think I'm asking you—a greenhorn—what kind of enterprise Jinhan is?"
With a sharp motion, Lieutenant General Patrick tore the report in half.
"This is not the kind of information I was asking for."
Patrick had hoped for something insightful from the Special Bureau, a military intelligence division far removed from the soft diplomacy of foreign affairs. Instead, he was handed garbage.
"Suspicions about ownership shares? Relationships between Commissioner Liufeng and Liu Chen? Is that all you've got? Still digging around this nonsense?"
