Dragon Head - A Beatrix Rose Thriller: Hong Kong Stories Volume 1 (Beatrix Rose's Hong Kong Stories Book 3)
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Beatrix Rose has been betrayed. Her husband has been murdered and her daughter, Isabella, abducted. She flees to the Hong Kong underworld to plot her revenge.
Those who wronged her will pay. Beatrix is the most dangerous woman you’ve ever met. She was an assassin for The Firm, the beyond top secret agency that did the dirty work for the British Secret Services.
She is lethal. Ethically flexible. Totally ruthless.
And you know what they say about payback…
Mr. Ying, the underboss of the ruthless Wo Shun Wo triad clan, wants Beatrix dead. He has Grace, the young Chinese girl who Beatrix rescued from death at his hand. Beatrix appeals to the leader of the triads, the almost mythical Dragon Head. But will he be prepared to help her? And, if he is, what will he want in return?
DRAGON HEAD is the third and final prequel novella in the bestselling BLOOD & ROSES series, which follows the saga of the British government’s deadliest ex-operative.
The suggested reading order is:
IN COLD BLOOD - http://bit.ly/BeatrixRose1
BLOOD MOON RISING - http://bit.ly/BeatrixRose2
BLOOD AND ROSES - http://bit.ly/BeatrixRose3
as a local hooker approached the shrine and deposited an offering amid the detritus that had already been left there. “She ask for busy night with pleasant customers,” he suggested. They watched the girl as she made her prayer, turned and walked away to rejoin the busy street. “The girl?” Chau asked. “Grace?” “Safe.” “Where?” “She’s safe, Chau. Leave it at that.” “What about us?” “What about us?” “What are we going to do? Ying is looking for us.” “Do what you want. Move away. Stay here.
hadn’t looked into Grace’s eyes like she had. But he had enough motivation. Ying wanted Chau dead. He had been living a frightened existence ever since Ying had threatened them both. He knew, better than she did, what the man was capable of. He stood to recover his liberty with the Dai Lo out of the way. This was his home. And he had more of a reason to live than she did. He was invested. So how would she do it? She reassessed. Ying and another five men would be there. Maybe guards, too. She
move, Beatrix.” “You’ve got to be joking.” “No joke.” She shook her head. “Seriously. You’re double-crossing me? You?” His face was obscured by the balaclava. “You ask me to choose between him and you. I choose him. You are a junkie, Beatrix. I know. I see the signs. How can I trust a junkie? How can you protect me when you don’t even care about protecting yourself?” A bitter little smile kinked the edges of her mouth. “You idiot, Chau.” “Take off balaclava and open door.” She pulled it
“Ying is dead, by the way.” “I know.” “He should have killed me the night you betrayed me, but I think he wanted me to suffer. I’m curious. How much did he give you to sell me out?” “It wasn’t about money.” “No?” Chau started to sweat. His mind was racing. “He was going to kill us both. Why couldn’t you have left girl alone? Things were going well. Business was good. You spoiled everything.” “Leave her?” She looked as if she was about to continue, but then she shook her head. “There’s no
had kicked in. She had the beginnings of a cold, the most obvious symptom of addiction. She felt sallow and sleepy. The high was the purest luxury, good enough to forget the down and then the vacuum that she would enter that would make her want it even more. She saw three shadows at the entrance to the room. She blinked, trying to work out what was different about them. They stepped in and she saw them a little better. The one at the front was small. The two at the rear were tall. They were