Found you.
"Found you, you idiot!"
Three kilometers away, Chen Ting's car raced through the darkened streets, weaving between late-night traffic with aggressive speed. He was still on his phone, his voice raised in anger as he barked orders at whoever was unfortunate enough to be on the other end of the phone call.
"I don't care if it's midnight! Get Judge Wang out of bed and tell him I need an emergency psychiatric hold order by morning. Yes, for my wife! She's dangerous, unstable, a threat to herself and others....."
In the passenger seat, his secretary clutched the briefcase to his chest like a shield, his face pale with worry. "Sir, perhaps you should slow down. The roads are...."
