Warren Murphy Destroyer 126 Air Raid

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.Remo gave her a baleful look."Is this you coming on to me? 'Cause if it is, Iwish you'd go back to yelling."Across the aisle, the Master of Sinanju huffed angrily."And I wish this craftwould crash and spare me from having to listen to either of you," he groused,getting to his feet.Amanda was sending a hectoring finger back his way when Remo intercepted it.With a disapproving harrumph, Chiun glided up the aisle and sank into an emptyseat."Can't keep your hands to yourself, can you?" Amanda said, doe-eyed optimismreturning."Put it back in your pants, Amanda," Remo said as he let go of her hand."Besides, I'm just the help, remember?"He got up and moved across the aisle to the seat Chiun had vacated.Amandafollowed him."I've dated the help before," Amanda confided."The pool boy, some gardeners.About a dozen drivers.""Beats a cash bonus, I guess," Remo said."Assuming you keep your yap shutduring.Which I doubt."He got up and sat in his original seat.Getting up once more to follow, Amandasettled back into hers."Why are you running away, Remo?" she asked."What areyou men so afraid of?""The usual stuff.Commitment leading to long-term relationship leading to menot being able to watch The Three Stooges in peace because you're harping atme to trim the hedges and take the cat to the vet.You want a window into aguy's mind? That's it."Amanda's face darkened and she folded her arms."It wasn't like I wasproposing or anything," she grumbled."You certainly were not," a squeaky voice chimed in from farther up the cabin."I am having a difficult enough time explaining you, Remo.When you finally dowed, it will be to a Korean maiden, not some melon-dugged ghost face.Besides,this one is damaged goods."Amanda was embarrassed enough already.When Remo responded she felt likemelting into her seat."How you figure that, Little Father?" he called."She was left at the-altar," Chiun called back."Do you not listen? She keepsgoing on about it."Amanda's face grew horrified."I was not," she insisted to the nearest person,a passing Brazilian stewardess who had no idea what was being said."He was probably marrying her for those millions she keeps going on about,"Remo said to Chiun."I was not left at the altar," Amanda hissed."There was somePage 56ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html.unpleasantness at my sister Abigail's wedding.That's all I said.You twoare the ones who don't listen.""I listen perfectly," Chiun said."You talk wrong."Remo shrugged."Sue me for only listening to every fourth word," he said."I'mtaking a nap." Reclining his seat, he closed his eyes.Amanda couldn't believe his nerve.The way both of these men acted it was asif she was their servant and not the other way around.She hoped that byhiring them to protect her, Daddy was signaling a thawing in his attitudetoward her.The quality of help he was employing had obviously taken adramatic downturn since she'd been frozen out of family affairs.She wanted togive him an earful before the inheritance she was counting on was completelyfrittered away.Casting a last, longing look at Remo's slumbering form, she turned her eyesback to the window and the lush majesty of the Brazilian rain forest.THEIR PLANE TOUCHED down in Macapa early in the afternoon.Remo and Chiunwaited until the few other passengers on board had deplaned before glidingdown the retractable stairs and out into the eighty-degree heat.The air in Macapa was like a hot shower in July.The humidity was alreadysoaking Amanda's blouse by the time she stepped off the plane."There's no one here to carry my bags," she said."Yeah, how 'bout that," Remo said.Frowning at Remo, she looked to Chiun."The Master of Sinanju does not lift," he sniffed."I can vouch for him onthat one.No luggage, no bodies, no nothing.But don't worry.We'll wait."Scowling, Amanda collected her suitcases alongside the other passengers."A gentleman would help me carry these," she growled as she struggled underthe pile of pink Gucci."I think I saw one over there," Remo said."Lemme see if we can catch him."He and Chiun struck off for the small terminal.Amanda puffed to catch up."If you're my bodyguards, you should stay with me," she complained.Sheadjusted a suitcase strap that was biting into her shoulder."I've got half amind to- Hey."Remo heard the sound of luggage thudding to pavement.When he turned, Amandawas standing stock-still up to her ankles in suitcases.She pointed to theprivate hangars beyond the terminal."That's the CCS jet," she said.She blew a clump of damp stringy brown hairfrom her face.Remo looked back to where a sleek white jet peeked out from a shadowed hangardoor."You sure?" he asked.One jet looked like the rest to him.Even standing on a South American airport runway in sweat-stained,off-the-rack clothes and amid a pile of ragged seven-year-old luggage, thegirl who had grown up on jets still managed a look of supreme Liftoncondescension."Okay, so you're sure," Remo said."Stay put.""I'm standing out in the open in broad daylight, you idiot," Amanda snapped."So what do you want from me? 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