Night of the Dragon

By Angelo Victor Mercure

In wartime Saigon, Kim Anh Thi -
a young, gorgeous Vietnamese
shemale - is also an undercover CIA agent, a fierce and merciless tigress. Her latest prey: Jason Glenn Dawson a handsome American war profiteer whom Kim is ordered to seduce, then kill.

The action is fast and furious;
the sex, white-hot.

Some books you read. Other books you feel.
Youll feel NIGHT OF THE DRAGON.
By Angelo Victor Mercure




Intense and riveting work . . . . . Mercure pulls no punches.
Kim Christy, Editor and Publisher,
Exotique Magazine








Printed in the U.S.A.
2004 Angelo V. Mercure All Rights Reserved
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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jan 18, 2006
• ISBN: 9781462841400

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Copyright © 2004, 2006 by Angelo Victor Mercure.

© 2004 Photographs by Angelo Victor Mercure

FIRST EDITION, MAGS Inc BOOKS 2002

SECOND EDITION, ANGELO VICTOR MERCURE 2004

FIRST XLIBRIS PRINTING EDITION, 2006.

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All persons and incidents depicted in this book are fictitious. Any

resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and

unintentional and is intended purely for parody purposed.

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Contents

Author’s Note

Chapter 1

SEXY LADY?

Chapter 2

POLITICS

Chapter 3

CARNAL KNOWLEDGE

Chapter 4

SNEAKY, SNEAKY

Chapter 5

MEMORIES

Chapter 6

THE DOSSIER

Chapter 7

CRYBABY

Chapter 8

A QUEST FOR EMPLOYMENT

Chapter 9

THE PIG

Chapter 10

THE ROXY BAR

Chapter 11

A ROSE BLOSSOMING IN THE GUTTER

Chapter 12

JUST ANOTHER DEAL

Chapter 13

THE SNUFF FILM

Chapter 14

APPEARANCES CAN BE DECEIVING

Chapter 15

EVERYBODY LIKES MONEY

Chapter 16

THREE PEOPLE CAN KEEP A SECRET— IF TWO OF THEM ARE DEAD

Chapter 17

COME TOGETHER

Chapter 18

BUYING TIME

Chapter 19

A MISROUTED FILE

Chapter 20

WHAT MONEY CAN BUY

Chapter 21

THE QUALITY OF KINDNESS

Chapter 22

THE GODFATHER OF CHOLON

Chapter 23

S.S. SARATOGA SPRINGS

Chapter 24

THE JOURNALIST RETURNS

Chapter 25

DEADER THAN HELL

Chapter 26

CHANGE OF ITINERARY

Chapter 27

AN UNWELCOME VISITOR

Chapter 28

DRESSED TO KILL

Chapter 29

EVEN DEATH HAS ITS FUNNY SIDE

This book is dedicated to Charlemagne S. Random

in friendship and appreciation.

(And, of course, her significant,

patient partner, Jerry Rea.)

Author’s Note

In wartime Saigon, there were a few women like Kim Anh Thi, and there were a few men like Jason Glenn Dawson.

However, this particular account is entirely fictional, and any resemblance to any person—living or dead—is purely coincidental.

You can’t learn everything on earth. No matter what, you’ll

still die a fool.

—Alexander Solzhenitsyn

My wealth? I want it spattered all over with blood.

—Arthur Rimbaud

Chapter 1

SEXY LADY?

Kim Anh Thi was a twenty-two-year-old, drop-dead gorgeous Vietnamese ladyboy—a pre-operative transsexual. She was also a ruthless secret agent in the employ of the CIA. Her current cover: high-class courtesan.

One steamy Saigon evening during January of 1970, Kim stood scrutinizing her stunning reflection in the wall mirror of her spacious bedroom.

Long, straight raven-black hair cascaded halfway down the length of her back. A lacy black brassiere artfully uplifted her exquisite hormone-enhanced breasts; her black satin panties covered her pert rump about as well as a postage stamp. Now, she sat comfortably at her dressing table and poured her shapely legs into her black nylon stockings, carefully curling her toes so as not to induce any unsightly runs. Slowly, methodically, Kim attached her stockings to her frilly black garter belt. Her stomach was flat, smooth, and very firm; her thighs supple and perfect; her penis and testicles ample but expertly hidden (duct-taped and surreptitiously tucked between her girlish ass cheeks).

Rising now, Kim gingerly squeezed into her working dress—a shimmering, skin-tight garment that shamelessly accentuated her curves and ended exactly eight inches above her knees. She slipped on her shiny patent-leather shoes, replete with six-inch stiletto heels. How superbly this discriminating footwear defined her calves!

Seated again—with her finely chiseled face only inches away from the vanity’s mirror—Kim meticulously applied some final touches to her makeup. The mascara brought out the lushness of her chocolate-brown eyes; the pink frosty lipstick emphasized Kim’s sexy, pouty mouth; a final dash of facial powder highlighted her flawless porcelain complexion. Kim’s perfume was the pungently fragrant TABU—a savage scent that she sprayed lightly into her tender, shaven armpits.

Tonight, Kim had a very special date . . . .

Chapter 2

POLITICS

Richard Adamson was the quintessential American antiwar, liberal-media journalist: arrogant, cynical, disillusioned. He was also a young thirty-five-year-old with a tall, lean, hard body and the face and hair of Robert Redford in his prime.

Kim slowly sashayed to Adamson’s corner table in the luxurious dining room of The Continental Hotel. The journalist’s