She pressed two fingers to the comm at her ear.
"Sir… I have reached the hotel where the young master has checked in. He seemed to have fallen asleep."
A deep voice answered on the other end, cold and clipped. "Good. Maintain the stakeout for now, Zora. I will inform Xuenyi to take over your job."
"Understood, Sir..."
As the line clicked off, the woman lowered the binoculars, her gaze then fell on the smartphone she took out as she sat down against the wall on the terrace. The photo of Lin Fang was seen on the screen.
"The young master really looked cute… With such a face, he must have been a playboy..." she murmured under her breath.
*
When Lin Fang finally surfaced from his sleep, the room was dark except for the faint neon glow bleeding through the curtains.
Midnight had wrapped the city in a quiet hush. He groaned, rubbing the stiffness from his neck before stretching like a cat whose nine lives had all been used but somehow returned.
