"They'll be returned to their cells now. I imagine their cellmates will enjoy hearing about their performance tonight."
More humiliation, more suffering, more consequences for their actions. The wheel of justice turning with mechanical precision.
"There is one thing," Shuyin said, making a decision. "I want them to see me before they leave the ring. I want them to know I was here, that I watched this, that I'm the one who arranged it."
Director Chen nodded and spoke into a radio. The one-way glass began to clear, becoming transparent.
Lin Feng was being helped to his feet by guards, barely conscious. Madam Chen was still on the ground, curled into herself, sobbing. And then they both looked up as the glass cleared, their eyes adjusting to see through to the viewing room.
They saw Shuyin sitting there, composed and clean and completely in control.
