Lung made his way upstairs to the office in the new Pei Lan restaruant.
"Ah Hua," he said. "the Triad has been informed we are in town," he said.
She smiled and nodded. He gazed at her, watching the light bounce off of her blonde hair. It always reminded him of a lion's mane.
"How long will we be here?" he asked, walking over to her. He leaned against her desk, and caressed her cheek.
"I don't know, Ah Lung," she said. "As long as it takes."
He frowned. Their business was in Hong Kong. This was not good for business. But it was what she wished, therefore it was what they would do.
"Yueng will only be able to run things for so long without us," he said.
"I know," she sighed. "But I have ... things.. here that are more important."
He nodded. "What is this about, Ah Hua? Can you tell me?"
She sipped her martini. "No, for I don't know myself yet."
He frowned darkly. That was not a good omen. "Is it a trap? The rivals, do you think?"
"No. Most categorically, not." she chuckled.
"Then... it must be something to do with the System?" he lowered his voice.
"Yes, I would say so. If I were to guess, I would say the system has something planned that requires us."
"And why not in Hong Kong?" he asked. "After all, we run things there."
"Well, that's probably why they wanted us here," she shrugged. "Somewhere that our influence isn't as strong."
"I see." He kissed her. "I'm very tired, Hua.."
She nodded. "Through that door there, cross the hall."
He walked through the door, and across the stark-white hall. Opening the other door, he found himself in an old, dusty apartment, with cloths thrown over the French-inspired furniture.
He sighed and started to remove the cloths, and went to find the bed. When he found it, he removed the dust cloth, and laid down. The pillows smelled like her, and another... several others....
He frowned again.... but tried to rest.