Wen Ying watched the Lincoln until it was out of sight, then slowly withdrew her gaze. She had only taken a few steps after turning around when a familiar Rolls-Royce glided to a stop before her. Wen Ying froze for a second, taking two involuntary steps back. The window slid down. “Get in,” the man ordered. Wen Ying immediately pulled the door open and slipped inside. “Mr. Huo,” she began, “what a