THE SISTERS PACED SILENTLY back and forth around the bridge after the Roman left, each planning to themselves how they should proceed. Any casual onlooker would have thought the two to be stalking each other, such were their movements back and forth, motion and counter-motion. This continued for several tense minutes until Ling broke the silence.
“Perhaps the Roman is correct this time, Sister. Cheng is known to support our Clan. Should Liao have been killed and the poison discovered, we would have been suspect.”
“The frontal attack is always the best, Sister,” Mei countered. “Perhaps Liao should be challenged apart from the competition.”
“I think not, Sister,” Ling answered, still pacing about the bridge. “We dare not risk any action that would draw attention to our Clan or to our goal
