As the awards ceremony ended, a black Bentley pulled up at the mouth of the alley. Lin Wei had just opened the car door when someone yanked her into an embrace that smelled of cedar. The other woman's body heat burned through her shirt against Lin Wei's cheek, while a rust-scented dagger skimmed past her ear and lodged in the car seat.
"Miss Qiu, here to kill me to keep me quiet?" She looked up at the woman looming over her. A silver mask covered half her face, but it could not hide the snake tattoo winding around her neck, the mark of a gang with a ten-million bounty on its head in the overseas black market.
"Wrong." As the woman removed her mask, a raindrop landed on the beauty mark at the corner of her eye. "I'm here to pick up my fiancée."
