Tomorrow was Chinese New Year, so Chloe Sinclair went to bed early.
This was the most peaceful she'd slept since her rebirth.
She didn't have to think about experiment data, worry about the attacks and vitriol online, or deal with the disgusting people in her real life.
On Chinese New Year's Day, all she wanted was a good night's sleep.
But at midnight, the sound of fireworks and children's happy cheers woke Chloe Sinclair up.
The window was open, letting in a gentle, cold breeze that made the curtains flutter.
Suddenly, her sharp ears caught a faint rustling sound outside her window.
Chloe Sinclair frowned. The smooth lines of her arms tensed instantly as she focused and walked toward the window.
Looking down, she saw Jasper Shaw struggling to climb up a white pipe.
Chloe Sinclair wasn't sure how long she stood there, frozen, before she belatedly came to her senses and took out her phone to snap a bunch of pictures.
