Frisano cleared his throat, clasped his hands together as though about to deliver a lecture. “Mr. Wu-Tin runs an import-export business out of Chinatown, with warehouses all over the city. He’s been investigated numerous times but nothing has been proven that he’s handling anything hot. I know this because I once had an assignment down at the 5th Precinct in Chinatown. Lots of talk about Wu, but not a lot of proof. A man like that, he doesn’t live the high-life only by selling cheap souvenir s**t made in his homeland. He’s long been suspected of s**t from trafficking drugs to guns to selling women. If he can make money, pretty much he’s into it. And he’s ruthless. Men who have worked for him sometimes never show up for work again. Many of them are illegals, so there’s not much the NYPD can
