Nineteen“Ever seen this before?”
John perched on a stool at Ji Zeng’s Sing Song Bar in Nevada City and eyed Oliver’s half brother coolly.
Ji Zeng’s eyes widened in undisguised shock and just as quickly he masked the surprise with a bland gaze. He picked up the rag paper item with one hand. “What is it?”
“A little something delivered to Huldah Wilmington earlier today. Recognize anyone?”
Zeng examined the drawing, his lips pursed in a tight line. He let out a long whistle. “Is that meant to be you?” He gave a deprecating laugh. “They could have done a better job of it, I must say. What’s it all about? Don’t tell me you’re next?” He laughed again, this time with a disbelieving note.
“The very question I’ve been asking myself all day.”
“And you think I’ve got the answer? Flattered to be
