Chapter 20

Plan B

He waved his hand and his aide brought close his phone and dialed in some numbers. After ringing for some seconds the receiver on the other end came on and he said in a more cheerful voice, “Good evening, divisional police officer. Yes it’s Mr. Ziu. I am fine and you? Ok, I am calling in respect to my business in California. I don’t feel safe anymore, officer and I would need your help. Ok I will be in your office tomorrow.” He thanked him in Chinese and smiled until the furrow on his face was like a million earthworms. “Hmmm what would it look like...