Echo Theater

Private detective Chen Yuan receives an anonymous letter containing a photograph of Su Wan, an actress who vanished twenty years ago, and a line of faded writing: “He isn't coming. I know. But I'm still waiting.”

The moment he touches the photograph, a woman's accusation explodes inside his skull. A ring of bruises appears on his left wrist: the dead woman's final grip.

As he investigates the old case, every step lands in his own footprints. His trench coat is reflected in a theater's backstage mirror; a diary he wrote himself is hidden in the electrical room; the missing half of an ancient coin hangs around the neck of a strange woman. She is waiting for him to break down, and has been waiting for twenty years.

Every clue points to the same person.

Himself.

On the night Su Wan fell to her death, Chen Yuan wasn't the only one standing outside the dressing room. And the memory he tore apart with his own hands conceals a secret deeper than murder.

“She left her smile with the mirror. You are the mirror.”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.