Chapter Four: Two Su Mians

She only threw me a tiny memory card. It held the complete garage recording of He Yuanshan on his knees. “I gave you the list,” he sobbed. “Emergency, the sleep clinic, the business association—forty-seven people. All chronic insomniacs willing to pay anything. Professor Shen promised they wouldn't be harmed.” A voice identical to mine asked, “Who is Professor Shen?” He looked up, more frightened than when his fingers had broken. “Nocturne's owner,” he said. “Shen Jinglan.”