The drive home held the same silence as the drive to the supermarket. When they finally pulled into their driveway, Liwu was all about ready to enter her bedroom and slam the door shut.
But she was forced to stop short when she noticed something odd. Her luggage--stripped suitcases that looked like the hide of a zebra were being moved. It was custom made luggage, twenty one suitcases in total. She would recognize them anywhere.
It was not just her suitcases, there were others which belonged to her husband judging by the way he was he was sputtering.
"What is this?" Weijun frowned.
