At the flash of the red light, Baohan cut the engine short, firing the tiny black sports car into the crosswalk.
“Ta ma de,” he sighed, cursing the wait, and let a mouthful of smoke dissolve against the tinted windows. He turned to Yueming in the passenger seat, picking up as if they were mid-conversation.
“And what do you do after you kidnap them?” he asked. “Force them to work in your brothel and wait on you hand and foot?”
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