The Crystal Paradox
The call came at four in the morning, the kind of call that tells you nothing and everything at once. A man's voice, tense and precise, speaking English with a slight accent: "My daughter has been acting strangely. I need someone to help me." I told him I was not a detective anymore. He said he knew, but that's exactly why I was the right person. The man's name was Zheng. He ran an import...
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