The next day.
Allen Zhang woke up feeling refreshed and clear-headed. He turned his head and found that Rena was already gone, along with the toolbox and the little toys—she probably had gotten up and gone downstairs to make breakfast.
He took out his phone and checked the daily intelligence report.
[Daily Intelligence: Last night at Sunkist Bar, a drunken Black man caused trouble, but your right-hand man Richie handled it alone, dragged him out and gave him a beating in the alley. The mention of your name scares the hell out of every Black person on the streets of Zone 5.]
Allen Zhang: ...
[Daily Intelligence: Last night at the highway ranch on Rocky Beach Road no. 426, there was a firearms deal and gunfire exchange. Left at the scene were $200,000 worth of military hardware and a damaged armored van, along with $20,000 in cash, and a collection of Chateau Lafite red wine from 1787 valued at $20,000, and twelve cows.]
