Saturday. Viet Town, Orlando, FL.
CANDI PUSHED HER SUNGLASSES up her nose and screwed her smile on tighter. Q's dark energy wasn't going to bring her down. She didn't know what had gotten into him, and she didn't want to know. That wasn't her problem. Especially right now, when she was so damn excited.
Ever since moving to Florida, she'd heard about the imposing Chau Phan that ran a tight information network out of Orlando. Candi didn't know for certain that their dead Chinese expat had worked with or for Chau Phan, but it was a damn good hunch given what she'd been told. It made sense to Candi that they should try to see the grand dame of intel for the city.