I fucked up, it should’ve never come to this, James thought with gritted teeth during a brief pause. A distant grenade blast nearly ruptured his eardrums; he could feel the vibrations of many more men running in his team’s direction. The spy gestured his teammates’ positions before running to his own within the giant mansion they were infiltrating. James broke one of the second-story windows, making it look as if he had jumped out and escaped, when he actually remained tethered to the ledge just out of sight with his feet propped against the outside wall. Following a dozen armed Chinese men storming the foyer, searching for James’s men, Meixiu Shao herself strutted into sight. She was an overwhelmingly beautiful, rich, and intelligent Chinese woman who commanded a large portion of New York’s underground heroin traffic. Her family had been rumored to have been in the b...