The phone call from the mysterious man still echoes in my mind as I drive through the neon-lit streets of Jiangnan Province. My hands grip the steering wheel tightly, knuckles white with suppressed rage. Someone has been watching me, monitoring my every move. The knowledge that my parents' killer is still out there, still playing games, makes my blood boil.
But I force myself to compartmentalize the fury. Right now, I need to focus on the immediate situation. The investigation into my parents' death has opened old wounds, but it's also given me new purpose. They might still be alive. That possibility changes everything.
I pull into the driveway of my villa, noting the warm light spilling from the windows. Despite the chaos surrounding my life, this place has become something I never expected to have again - a home.
