While Luther was driving me back home, I was conflicted about whether to tell him or not. Not that I didn’t trust him, but I was afraid of his retaliation against Mr. Wang.
It’s been playing on my mind Dr. Yang and Luther’s warning that if any man tried to hurt me, he would…I didn’t want his hands be tainted with blood because of me.
Another reason that’s stopping me was Mr. Wang’s motive. I remembered very vividly a trace of lust in his eyes, but the dominant emotion was rage. It was as if he was doing it out of a vengeful act, but I had never wronged him except when I defended Luther over him. But, that’s too minor. Also, Mrs. Ho’s words somehow validated my theory.
“You haven’t told me about Mr. Wang’s business,” I said casually.
“Why do you ask?” he asked, already annoyed.
“Just c
