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A day passed, and the head of the Shandong Escort Bureau arrived at the Yang manor.
“Welcome, Bureau Head.”
I gave him a cupped-fist salute. He had brought an old man along with him, and I took the old man’s measure out of the corner of my eye.
For a man his age he was tall and powerfully built, but the air about him was ordinary. He might have been any old man passing along the market street.
Which meant, of course, that he was nothing of the kind. With his son taken, the bureau head would never have brought...
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