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And for a second, I panicked that I would never have her again.

I pointed and said, “That’s her.”

The tone of my voice was clear:That’s the woman you’re supposed to follow.

“Wow,” the driver replied.

I guess certain words were universal.

He cranked the engine, waited until she was about a hundred feet down the road, then started after her.

My Uber driver proved remarkably proficient at tailing Mei-ling. It made me wonder if he’d followed people before.

He stayed at least 100 feet behind her all the way down the tree-lined hill.

Once we reached the city, he kept two or three cars between us and the Bentley at all times.

Twenty minutes after we started following her, Mei-ling pulled into an underground parking structure.

Though I hadn’t seen it during the daytime, I immediately recognized the building as the one that housed De Sade.

My driver looked at me in the rearview mirror and said something in Cantonese.

I was fairly certain he was asking,Do I follow her into the parking lot?

“Keep driving,” I said, motioning for him to continue down the street.

Using the translator on my phone, I got him to circle back around and park in an alleyway across from the building.

I briefly considered going in after her, then decided against it.

De Sade had security; it would be far too easy for them to throw me out.

I would confront her when the time was right…

And at a moment of my choosing.

I figured Mei-ling would remain at De Sade until she left work, so there was no reason for us to hang around.

I had the Uber driver take me back to the Continental. Once we arrived, I used the translator to ask if he would come back to pick me up at midnight and help me stake out De Sade.

I offered the same deal as before: 500 Hong Kong dollars every 10 minutes, with an extra thousand-dollar bonus for having to stay up so late.

He happily agreed, and I waved goodbye as I stepped out of the car.

An amusing thing happened shortly afterwards.

I walked inside the Continental, lost in my thoughts.

What would I say to Mei-ling when I finally approached her?

What wouldshesay?”

And why had she reacted so violently when I told her about my family?

As I waited for the elevator, a voice said, “Excuse me.”

I turned to see a burly Asian man in a suit staring me down.

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