Those fucking have-money 有錢 boys. Somehow, they were responsible.

Maria didn’t know who they were yet, but when she got to the Byodo-In Temple, she would find out. And she would make them suffer for what they had done to her child.

With the jet safely in auto-pilot, Maria had a moment to think. Who had she known during the old ninja days that would bear such a grudge?

A chill descended on her, and it wasn’t just the air-conditioning nozzle that always seemed stuck “freezing cold” like a Hong Kong cinema. She had done so many bad things. Some of it officially sanctioned by the Agency. But most naughty deeds were done on her own time, when she was hopped up on betel nut and lust.