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So, Damian's character turned from law enforcer to an assassin........interesting.  Suits the look from my recollection of the character.  I have a feeling he will be one of the good guys even though he is an assassin.
********* 恭喜米米當選為08年視后*********


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I can't wait to read more!!!

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Oh my gosh. It's been 2 years since I updated this fanfic. Such nostalgia. Sorry to keep everyone waiting. Hopefully, this time I will actually finish this story.

[In the hallway (backside of the casino)]
KT walks down the hallway with Charles beside him. The smoke from KT's cigar lingers and clouds the air around KT. "What nice paintings of Simon. I would have never labeled the man to be of such arrogance," KT comments as he strolls down the hallway of oil paintings. Without looking at him, Charles answers, "well, there are not many in the world who can afford such luxuries." Abruptly, KT stopped in front of a painting of two men. One of them was none other than the renown Simon Long; the other man had a thin mustache, donned a dark navy pinstripe suit, and displayed the most sarcastic of smirks. The two appeared friendly in the painting but with palpable tension. "Are you familiar with Matthew Tsai?" Charles inquires. KT turns around and smiles. "Should I be?"

KT and Charles arrive at the game room. One could barely make out what was in the room aside from a long rectangular table. Candlelights flickering at the corners of the room. Charles snaps his fingers and the lights come on. The room glistens in gold from the yellow-tinged lightbulbs. The room was actually quite empty. What had appeared to be a long rectangular table was actually a pool table. Beside it was an open bar stocked with the finest Hennesys and wines, a brassy gramophone on the other side, and several lounge chairs beside a fireplace in the back. "Why did you bring me here?" KT asks as he puffs his cigar. "I figured you had a long trip from Hong Kong. Why not relax a little why you're here?" Charles answers and gestures KT toward the bar. "Please make yourself comfortable while I go find the person you want to see." The doors close behind Charles as he leaves KT to explore the room.

Charles hurries back to his office. Charles thinks to himself, "this man looks like he's up to no good...I need to call Matthew."

Back in the game room, KT scans the room. "A pistol behind the bottle of XO on the right side, one under the pool table, and one more besides the fireplace," he thought to himself. He reaches out for a bottle of whiskey but stops when a strangely familiar scent rose to his attention. KT closes his eyes, trying to place the scent in his memory. "It's so familiar...where have I..." KT mutters to himself. "Mr. Fan, my pleasure," said a voice.

KT turns around with the cigar still clenched between his lips. The smoke blurs the figure in front of him. KT sees a slim, dark blue figure, with a snowy white mink around the shoulder. The smoke clears as KT finishes his cigar. The blue qipao comes into focus. The fabric is embroidered with the thinnest silver thread, which comes together to form the pattern of a magnolia. The delicate dress is matched with the most pristine white heels, which matched perfectly with the snow-like mink that drapes around her. Her arms are bare and one shows off a fine golden cuff that gives her just the most dream-like touch of elegance. KT stares at her face of innocence and serenity that has been chiseled into womanhood by hardship and labor. KT nods and smiles at this picturesque figure standing before him. "And who do I have the pleasure of meeting?" KT asks as he extends his hand in welcome.

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