Leon leaned close to her and folded his arms on his chest. "Tell me."
"Min-ji resigned and left the mansion. So it was just your mother, your sister, Min-seo, and I." Zoe paused and exhaled sharply.
"It's hard, but I have to tell you the truth." She brushed her palms on her face, then shifted half her gaze to Leon. "The gas that made them this way is one of ours. It is one of the products the Qings have been working on for years. But…"
Leon uncrossed his arms. He placed his right palm on Zoe's shoulder and shook his head. After shifting a calm gaze to the machinery around Li Mei's bed, he blinked once. "I now know why Darian screamed at me from the fast-moving BMW."
The red-gold cloth flapped against the chest plate of the gold war suit as Leon turned toward the room's exit.
Zoe stood frozen with wide eyes and a parted mouth, watching his silhouette vanish from sight.
