Inspired by my girl Lainie, it occurred to me that Burberry McGarrett, our Sardonic creation, could help fill in the blanks when it came to “missing” scenes in H50.
Burberry McGarrett stared down his perfectly shaped nose at Wo Fat as the arms dealer evaluated the shipment of AK-47s, analyzing them for the smallest defect. Burberry wasn’t worried in the slightest. He had the all the dirt he needed on Wo Fat, had a line on the Chairman’s Secret Ingredient, so to speak. Wo Fat wouldn’t dare so much as threaten to harm a slightly greying & curly hair on Burberry’s handsome head.
He pulled at his collar to get some airflow over his neck, and scratched idly at the dark hair that covered his tanned and tattooed pectoral muscles. Not even the heat and humidity of Macau was enough to convince him to go in for the prissy manscaping and chest waxing other men succumbed to. But there was no reason to be standing around in a dank warehouse when his five star resort penthouse suite awaited him once this deal was done.
“So, mate,” he began, gesturing broadly at Wo Fat, knowing how his gorgeous lilting Australian accent and unsubtle mannerisms annoyed the more sedate man, “how ‘bout we put a bow on this deal, eh?”
“With time and patience, the mulberry leaf becomes satin. With time and patience the mulberry leaf becomes a silk gown.”
“Uh…” Sometimes working with Wo Fat was an exercise in silk gowns. “So nothin’ I can do to get this dingo herd moving then?”
Wo Fat straightened, turning towards Burberry. “The shipment is satisfactory. However, I require one further courtesy, Mr. McGarrett. I have an American friend, a Mr. Joshua Hirsch, who desires to vacation at my compound, the one located two towns over from Yeoncheon, South Korea.”
“Over the border then. You mean,” blurted Burberry in that charming, smart-ass way he had that never failed to charm his audience. Wo Fat nodded, a slight incline of his head, and his eyes narrowed. “Consider it done, mate!” Burberry slapped Wo Fat firmly on the shoulder, shaking him slightly. Smuggling one of Wo Fat’s captives into North Korea was a little tricky, but it was nothing Burberry McGarrett and his international web of criminal connections couldn’t handle. Just another day at the office, all things considered.