The Cold Blade Stalks

In Republican-era Shanghai, undercurrents surged beneath the surface. Lu Chen, undercover under the codename Cold Blade, was embedded deep in enemy territory. A smokescreen trap on a rainy night and a choice to save someone became indelible gray suspicions. Fragments of a torn coded message fell into three different hands. Factional power struggles tightened their grip, and a false-intelligence bait had already been set. Every attempt to survive spawned a new web of snares. Cold Blade had yet to strike, but the storm had already arrived.