Chapter 10: The Herb Oil from Hong Kong

Back home, she applied an ice pack to her ankle. When she finally lay down in bed afterward, the memory of that man's parting expression crossed her mind once more.

She felt a slight spark of annoyance. *Just listen to the kind of nonsense he was spouting!*

Chapter 11: The Health Certificate

Friday morning brought yet another courier delivery—a flat document bag mailed right from within Shanghai. With no return name or address, she figured it was most likely reference material for one of her active cases. Rushing to prepare for a court appearance, she

Chapter 12: The Weekend Brunch

Her car turned up the incline, finding the parking platform nearly packed to capacity. A uniformed valet waved her into a spot. As she reversed into position, she glanced at the vehicle parked right beside her: an Audi Q7, and a 4.2L model at that. *Does this guy know