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.""That piece will be difficult," Heidi said thoughtfully."Through my uncle's records, I traced both Siegfried's and Hagen's descendants.The last of the family of Hagan died out around the time the Nazis came to power.His land and possessions were confiscated by order of Hitler.If there was a fourth surviving piece, it was lost back then."Chiun sank back into his seat.The glimmer of hope threatened to fade from his hazel eyes."Then we, too, are lost," he lamented."Not necessarily," Heidi stressed."We have three out of four sections.It is possible that we could piece together enough of the map to locate the treasure.""I suppose I don't have to remind you, Chiun, that she was in Sinanju to steal our piece of the map," Remo called over his shoulder.Chiun stroked his thread of beard pensively."She is enterprising," the Master of Sinanju offered."It is an attractive trait.What did you have in mind, daughter of Gunther?""Whatever we recover will be split ninety/ten.""That would be acceptable," Chiun nodded.Heidi seemed surprised."I did not think you would agree to such an arrangement.According to my family record, the House of Sinanju is quite greedy.""Give him a minute," Remo warned.Chiun waved a magnanimous hand."Ours is a reputation undeserved," Chiun proclaimed."You have done much work.You have earned your ten percent.""Bingo." Remo grinned."What?" Heidi demanded."It is a large sum, surely," Chiun said, considering."Perhaps I should allow you only five.What do you think, Remo?"Page 64ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"Don't get me in the middle of this," Remo said.Heidi was livid.Her porcelain skin had flushed red."If anyone is getting five percent, it is you," she challenged."Are you mad, girl?" Chiun asked, shocked."You did not believe I would allow you to steal nine-tenths of my money?""Your money?"Chiun grew indignant."The treasure is the rightful property of the House of Sinanju.If I so desired, I could keep the entire amount myself.""Without my half of the map, your quarter is useless," Heidi reminded him."And without my quarter, your half is useless," Chiun countered.Heidi fumed."Seventy/thirty," she said eventually."The seventy goes to me,"she added quickly."That is ludicrous," Chiun huffed."Sixty/forty.In the favor of Sinanju.""No," Heidi insisted stubbornly."As an impartial observer who doesn't give a wet fart in a windbreaker about the gold, why not split it fifty/fifty?" Remo suggested."Outrageous," Chiun snapped."Out of the question," Heidi sniffed."In that case, you're both going to walk away with diddly.Just like your ancestors.""That treasure is Sinanju property," Chiun fumed."You forfeited it when Siegfried was murdered," Heidi countered stubbornly."Are you deranged, woman? That is when it became Sinanju property.""Siegfried only hid the Hoard because he did not trust your ancestor Bal-Mung," Heidi snarled hotly."Lies!" Chiun shrieked.Hands knotted in fists of furious bone."Stop the car, Remo.I will not travel another inch with one who dares sully the name of my beloved ancestor.""First off, I am not stopping.Secondly you weren't too charitable to him back at your house," Remo reminded him.In Korean, Chiun snapped, "I may say what I want about my family.She may not.""All right, all right!" Heidi snapped, angry that she couldn't understand what Chiun was saying."I will agree to a fifty/fifty split.""Sixty/forty," Chiun said quickly."Fifty/fifty," Heidi repeated firmly.In the back seat, Chiun huffed as he considered the offer.At long last he broke his silence."Though my heart breaks to cast away that which is so obviously mine, I fear I am at your mercy, devil woman.Fifty/fifty.And may you choke on your ill-gotten prize."The Master of Sinanju settled back into the rear seat."Then we have a deal," Heidi said, exhaling in relief."Where is your quarter of the map?""Here's where it gets tricky," Remo said, smiling."Why?" Heidi asked suspiciously.It was as if a light suddenly snapped on in her head.She spun around in her seat."You do have it, do you not?" she asked Chiun."That would be not," Remo said."You are joking," she accused."Nope," said Remo happily."That's why we're here.Somebody stole our section.""I cannot believe this," she said, twisting back around."Stop the car.""Lady, I didn't do it for him-I'm sure as hell not doing it for you," Remo promised evenly."This is beyond duplicity," she said, astonished."It is no wonder Siegfried did not trust Bal-Mung.You are a family of liars.Stop this car!""I have memorized the map," Chiun said softly.Though she had been growing more enraged with each passing second until this point, Heidi instantly became calm.She peered cautiously at the Master of Sinanju.Page 65ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"Is this true?" she questioned suspiciously.Chiun gently tapped the parchment skin of his temple with the tip of a tapered fingernail."Every detail of our map section is forever burned into my memory," he said pleasantly.Heidi looked at Remo questioningly.Remo paid her no attention as he looked out over the hood of the speeding car.Finally she turned back to the Master of Sinanju."How good is your memory?" she asked.Chiun didn't respond to the insulting question.He merely stared out at the frozen paddies as the car soared down the empty highway.Chapter 15Keijo Suk could not believe how quickly he had been apprehended.He had always trusted in the basic dishonesty of every Western store owner.Unfortunately he had found the last honest merchant in the hemisphere.The coin dealer had called Suk back to his shop twice before turning him over to the authorities.Suk had thought the man was working up the courage to purchase the coins he had stolen from the Master of Sinanju's house.In retrospect, he realized that the man was checking on their authenticity.Without proof of ownership of the heretofore unknown variety of coin, it was determined that Suk was quite obviously a thief.The only question was how he had managed to sneak into and out of Egypt with his stolen prize.Never mind the fact that while there he had discovered and looted an unknown yet apparently flawlessly preserved tomb.Suk realized how useless it would be to explain where he had gotten the coins.He had decided to merely sit quietly and take whatever punishment was given, hoping that he would not encounter the Master of Sinanju.In truth, Suk doubted the Master of Sinanju would ever find out about the theft.There was so much treasure in that rambling house that the infamous assassin could not possibly miss a few coins and a simple chunk of wood.Also it was known in his native land that the Sinanju Master spent much of his time in the decadent West where he had been commissioned to train a white in the ancient arts of his village.It was likely that he would not return for months.Perhaps years.Reasoning thusly, Keijo Suk had managed to calm himself somewhat as the German authorities turned him over to the North Korean consulate in Berlin.Even the torn cartilage and fractured bone in his shoulder had begun to feel better.His embassy had shipped him off to North Korea, where he would be placed under arrest the moment his plane landed.The official government aircraft had just touched down at the airport in Pyongyang [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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