Nie Zhao, by all accounts, should not have been able to wait that long; he really ought to have called his wife much earlier.
However, the matter of the saber had taken a winding, complicated path, and it took a great deal of maneuvering for him to finally settle it. By the time he was free to call her, it was nearly midnight.
At that moment, she was racing through the city streets on her newly purchased 700,000-dollar Kawasaki, locked in a tense standoff with Zhang Ziqiang’s BMW.
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