"Otherwise, just say I'm your friend," Xu Si lowered her eyes, fidgeting with a slightly oversized ring. A female companion didn't necessarily have to be a lover.
Just like the male companions she had on Hong Kong Island, a role always filled by her assistant, Anshi.
A friend? she thought. What a good excuse, an all-purpose excuse.
Pei Zhen glanced at her through his silver hair, twitched his fingers, and remained silent, watching the road ahead with an enigmatic smile.
After a moment, he said, "It seems we're too late."
Xu Si faltered slightly. "What do you mean, 'too late'?"
The words had barely left her lips when she heard the sharp screech of tires against the pavement and turned to look out the window.
The car slowed to a halt before a church that blended Gothic styles, reminiscent of visual art imported from distant shores to Central Europe during the Middle Ages.
Cars already packed the area outside the church. The surroundings were unfamiliar.
