>>5368082Whatever it is, forget it. Not worth the trouble. If it's so important to Father, he can handle it himself.
Instead, you cross to the full-length windows and look outwards. From up here, you get a great view of the place, the lights and streets of downtown spread out before your eyes. Hong Kong is the place to be right now. Money pours in from international commerce, the music scene is blowing up, and the theater always has a new movie with bloody gunfights showing.
The city hums. You can feel the electricity from up here. Everything flows, everything's energized.
Once this stuff with Shan gets figured out, and the kid gets over himself and stops losing sight of his goals, you can hand off the organization to him and get out there. Power and money is for others. You just want to be out there in the neon-lit nights, seeing what this city has to offer.
Some time goes by. You practice some of your moves, working on the timing for some advanced combinations. You try to cajole the guards into a little sparring session, but they politely decline, so instead you say a few things about their lineage and fashion sense before going back to training.
The phone on the wall by the door rings. One of the guards picks it up, listens, looks at you. "It's for you, sir."
Maybe this is some kind of explanation. You cross the room again and take the phone. "Talk to me."
"It's Wei." You recognize the name and voice, a younger gangster among your father's suit-and-tie crowd, one of the few you actually know by name. "You should get up to the mansion, right away."
"Why, what's going on? I was just told by Him to stay put."
"It's Shan," Wei says urgently, but quietly. He's afraid of being overheard. "He went to a rival gang, tipped them off about the latest handoff. A mole we have in their ranks just informed us."
You can feel a pit dropping open in your stomach. "Where is Shan now?"
"He's here, and so is the boss. I can hear him shouting. I've never seen him like this. I don't know what's going to happen. There might be blood."
"And what do you expect me to do? Stop it?"
"I don't know if that's possible," Wei says. "But I know that nobody else could. If anyone can help Shan right now, it's you."
>This is bad. I have to try to protect him, if I can. >Screw him. He fucked up, let him face the consequences.
>I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'll go over there anyway. 
