He'd built an empire through ruthless business acumen and strategic brilliance. He commanded respect and fear in equal measure. Men twice his size stepped aside when he entered a room.
But none of that power, none of that influence, could wake his daughter.
He turned away from the window and immediately dialed another number. This one rang three times before being answered.
"Sixth Master Lu?" The voice was nervous, obsequious. Prison Director Chen is a man who owes his position to political connections and willful blindness. "What can I do for you? You rarely call at this hour..."
"I want you to make immediate arrangements," Lu said, his voice brooking no argument. "There's a girl in your facility I need to meet. Lin Shuyin. The sooner, the better."
"Sixth Master Lu, it's so late, past midnight. That's against protocol, you know the regulations..." Director Chen's voice wavered between fear of refusing and fear of agreeing.
