
| As Michael drove the dar into his driveway, his father was standing outside
the house with his briefcase in hand, jumping quickly into the passenger side
he told Michael to just quickly drive him there and back homne again.
"Where´s there", asked Michael, "Chinatown, my son, Chinatown, let´s go".
He eased the pedal down and headed East towards the busy area of
Chinatown. Mr. Tucker turned to his son and smiled, "I finally got the goahead
to offer MR.Lee a better financial deal, "Who´s Mr.Lee" asked
Michael, as he turned the corner with a big red sign acknowledging their
destination.
Michael parked the car near the entrance next to two dragon statues protecting the opening of the little tea shop, pieces of cloth hanging down the Chinese gables with traditional writing paited on them. Michael sat uncomfortably waiting for his father to end his meeting so that they could go | ![]() ![]() Chapter.2 Chapter.3 Chapter.4 Chapter.5 Chapter.6 Chapter.7 Chapter.8 Chapter.9 Chapter10 Chapter11 Chapter12 Chapter13 ![]() ![]() |
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