Chapter Two: Whom Does a Secret Own?

“So secrets are weighed by choices stolen, not by sin.” “It’s still a theory.” They found Zhou Fang’s studio abandoned. In the alley were three discarded camera cases. Two were normal. The third had sunk half an inch into asphalt, though its broken lock opened onto emptiness. Lin put his palm on the lid. Zhou was editing footage. He inserted a stranger’s silhouette into the piano room, then moved a shot of Su Rui checking her phone to imply intimacy. Zhao stood outside the monitor frame. Beside them, a machine engraved Z&K inside the ring. Then Zhou answered a call and went pale. He slipped the original memory card into a yellow envelope addressed to Attorney Lu Mi.