Once Xiang Wan was settled in the taxi, the driver asked in Mandarin thick with a regional accent, “Where to, Miss?” “...Do you know the Meng Club?” Xiang Wan paused, realizing she didn't know which police station her brother was at. “Of course, of course!” The driver’s eyes lit up. “Who doesn’t know that place? All the rich folks love to party there. Plain folks like us could never afford it. You