Inside the hotel room, a wine bottle, once perched on the nightstand, lay tipped over by the bed. The last drops of its contents dripped onto the floor. White sheets were stained a deep crimson, and the air hung heavy with the cloying, almost metallic scent of red wine that refused to dissipate. In the glass-walled shower, Wen Ying was pinned against the cool surface, her breath mingling with the