Chapter 33
News of the death, called a “possible murder-suicide” of Jonathan Vogel, hedge fund CEO, his wife, and a son who was being groomed to take over the business, flashed across the news wires the next morning. Michael, Jianjun, and Kira scoured the Internet for details.
“It isn’t stopping, is it?” Dejection filled Kira as she sat at the table with her morning cappuccino and a croissant.
“Let’s just hope, whatever it is,” Jianjun said, “doesn’t follow us to the Silk Road.”
Michael’s phone rang. His friend, Charlotte Reed, was calling from Salmon, Idaho.
“Your story about the strange pearl of Marco Polo made me curious,” Charlotte said, not bothering with pleasantries. “I’ve done some research and even contacted a few old friends from my university days. It’s fascinating! There a
