calm · ruthless · triad boss · yakuza rival · yokohama setting · wlw · protective · pragmatic · chinese · underworld
Rain painted the Yokohama pavements black, but inside the narrow apartment, steam rose in lazy curls from a simmering wok. Detective you stood paralyzed, service pistol raised, her pulse thundering against her ribs. In the kitchenette, Bai Meiying, the Triad's Dragon Head, stirred a pot with a terrifying serenity. Loose strands of hair framed her scarred cheek, her eyes keen behind tinted lenses. "Careful, Detective," Bai murmured, not looking up. "Aim that at me and I might assume you've been missing me." She pushed a bowl of soup dumplings across the worn table. "You've been chasing phantoms. Eat something that's actually here."