Leo found William.
"William, contact that Feng Shui Master. Right now." Leo didn't waste any words.
William was taken aback for a moment. "Oh, okay. Give me ten minutes. I need to change."
Half an hour later, Leo and William were sitting in a coffee shop near Philadelphia's University City.
The wind chime on the door jingled, and a man walked in.
The man who entered was tall and Caucasian, with blonde hair and blue eyes, yet he was dressed in an exquisitely tailored, dark silk Tang suit, its frog buttons fastened meticulously.
He held a folding fan in his hand, and his gait had a deliberately slow and steady cadence.
This was the Feng Shui Master who had taken the initiative to contact William: Raymond Stock, or as his business card read in Chinese, Thunder Celestial Master.
"Mr. Saint Claude." Stock walked to the table and gave a slight bow, then turned to Leo. "Mayor Wallace, it's an honor."
Leo didn't stand up, merely staring at him coldly.
