Chapter 14

A woman, visibly older, was sitting next to him, giggling while the man was squeezing her breasts. She unlaced the top knots of her corset, and he pushed his hand deeper.

Other people were lying on cushions on the floor, some just talking, others touching lazily and Oliver hoped they wouldn’t have to stay for too long. He caught the smell of cigars, but there was another scent mixed with it.

They approached the table in the corner where three men were playing cards.

For a lot of money, judging by the pile. He easily recognized that two of them were Irish by the accent and the third was Chinese- and he was visibly angry.

The man looked up from his cards and said something in Chinese. This time Oliver flinched when he heard Callum reply.

The man looked Oliver up and down and continued in English.

“Took you a while, Red.”

“Xiao Zhi, I’ve missed you