33
VANCOUVER
Toben Garrett sat opposite Shen Lei, staring out the window while Shen finished his phone call. It was raining and a dismal September day.
Shen hung up and rubbed his hands together. “Now…where were we?”
“You were telling me about our contact at the newspaper.”
“Ahh…yes. He told me last night that Mason Ross has been pulled off his story and given a new assignment.”
“That’s great news for you, Shen.”
“Yes, it is. Apparently, the Editor-In-Chief said after five months on the story, Ross has found nothing to confirm there’s anything to pursue.”
“So what’s that mean for me?”
“Well, you’ve been monitoring Ross for a few months and found nothing to report, either. Unless you have something to update me on, I’d say we’re done worrying about him.”
“Nothing I can think of.”
