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That night, Rebecca learned an interesting lesson about Chinatown.
As she was helping Richie, to free him and make sure he hadn’t been hurt, someone quietly carried Kreshmer’s body out of the tunnel. As soon as she turned around to secure the crime scene and call for backup, she discovered she no longer had a crime scene.
“What the hell!”
“This way.” Richie took her hand, and they ran out of the tunnel, back to the Jade Dragon, and then up the stairs and out to the alley.
There, she saw Kreshmer’s body lying in the middle of the narrow alleyway, his gun by his hand.
She was all but beside herself with fury. “Who did this?” she demanded. “Who moved that body?”
A couple of uniformed officers who had been talking to witnesses, turned to see what she was saying.
“Stop,” Richie said,
