“Just where are you taking us?” Sang Qing-Xin grew nervous again as the car left the city and tears fell soundlessly from her eyes.

Sang Yue-Yue had fallen asleep; she was a three-year-old after all. She slept deeply and her mother’s tears fell on her face but she did not wake up. 

“To a safe place,” said Xia Lei. 

“No! You have no right to take us anywhere!” Sang Qing-Xin was losing it. “Let us out. I want to get out of the car!” 

“Don’t you want to see Danny?” said Xia Lei. 

“I don’t believe you. Where is he?” 

“Hospital.” 

“Then take us to the hospital! This is the suburbs - don’t lie to me!” Sang Qing-Xin shouted at Xia Lei. 

Xia Lei wrinkled his brows. “I’ll be frank. Your husband is actually… an agent. I am his colleague. He’s been hurt and those people earlier want to get you and your daughter so that they can use you two against him. You have to come with me; it’s the only way you’ll...