"Where to, Mr. Knight?"
The driver's voice was respectful, professional. Leo Dane had been arranged by Dragon Soul—a quiet man in his fifties with steady hands and alert eyes that belonged to someone accustomed to dangerous passengers.
"Jiangbei University," I said, settling into the leather seat of the black sedan.
The city scrolled past the tinted windows. Normal people living normal lives, completely unaware of the forces that moved through their world like sharks beneath still water.
My phone buzzed. A text from William Young: On the roof like usual. Can't wait to show you what I've learned.
I smiled slightly. At least someone was making good use of my guidance.
The drive to the university took thirty minutes through moderate traffic. Leo navigated efficiently, no unnecessary conversation, no questions about my business. Exactly what I preferred in a driver.
"Wait here," I told him as we pulled up to the dormitory complex.
"Of course, sir."
