Leo Hastings had years working for the CIA in Jakarta on counterterrorism until he had doubts about what he was doing. His intelligence was the only ‘nod and a wink’ that interrogators needed. People were swept up off the streets but sometimes he had had only the vaguest of suspicions that they were trouble. He did the worst thing possible. He dared to question what he and they were doing and for his troubles got the treatment. A one way ticket home.
He became a ‘green label’, working at one step removed from the security services on the books of Targeted Executive Solutions, a defence contractor. Simple, boring routine stuff back in the USA. That is until he found his own asset – a maid to the household of the Korean Ambassador.
Actually Sari, a native of Java, was more like a slave than a maid. She had no passport, no money and, worst of all, she spoke no English. He spoke her language and she was all too eager for his help to escape her predicament.
Leo was told by his boss to make it a simple intelligence-gathering project, but it became personal. His other live project was about spoiling the work of an avid anti-war revolutionary. Either of the two projects could tie him to an Event that linked to the future.