Chainsaws and Dances

9:25 AM, somewhere in downtown Hong Kong

A young Chinese woman, wearing a business suit and skirt and a handbag over her shoulder, was walking through a minor busy street, where a few people were putting a few tables and chairs ready for opening their restaurant, while the rest walked past them.

The women later on walked over to a building, which was looking like an old rusty office building, which was secretly an office of one of the Triads in the city. When she inserted her keys to open the door in order to get inside for work, she surprisingly discovered that the door wasn't locked. "Huh? That's strange. Mr. Xu always locks the door." When she opened the door, she walked inside, being even more surprised that some of the lights were still on. But as she walked up the stairs, she began to sense an awful smell making her cover her nose. "Ugh! What is that smell?" And as the woman made it to the next floor, the smell became even worse, sensing it came from her boss' office. Wondering what it could be, she opened the door and called out. "Hello? Mr. Xu, are you-" But as soon as she opened the door, she was beyond shocked by what she saw, making her drop her handbag. On the big chair, her boss, Mr. Xu lay dead with his chest ripped apart and blood covered the desk, floor and walls, making the Chinese woman yell out. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

An hour later, the Hong Kong Police was keeping the people away while police tape covered the front door. Inside, the forensinc team was investigating the crime scene and one made some pictures.

A Hong Kong detective, who was leaning against the doorway while smoking a cigarette, shook his head while he blew out the sigaret smoke from his nostrils. "Fuck me. Not another one."

At that moment, Xu's own boss, Paul Chan, leader of the Typhoon clan, walked up the stairs and met up with the detective. With an angry look on his face he asked him. "Is it him again, Toby?!"

The detective, named Toby Zhao, gave a shrug. "Looks that way, yeah. The fucking Triad-Killer strikes again."

The corner, who was busy looking at the body, said. "The victim was killed by a chainsaw, no question about that."

In his anger, Paul Chan hit his fist against the wall. "FUCK!"

However, that was when someone else, joined by 2 of his bodyguards, walked up the stairs, saying. "Hey. Did I miss much?" He asked, revealing to be Mr. Chang, having come from Roanapur for a meeting with his fellow Triads.

Paul glared at Chang, answering. "What are you doing here, Chang?"

Mr. Chang gave a shrug. "Come now, I just came here to take a look at this so-called Triad-Killer's handwork." And as Chang took a peek inside, he was surprised by the state of the place "Well, I'll be..." As he then looked at Xu's body, giving Paul a pat on the shoulder. "Sorry about losing your favorite enforcer. What does that make? 10 bodies so far?"

"19 to be exact." The detective answered. "19 people of the Triads killed in less than 5 months, all with a freaking chainsaw."

One of Chang's men felt sick of seeing the state of the body while Chang gave a sigh. "Geez. Reminds me of those fucking Vampire Twins." Before he then asked the detective. "And still no lead on who's this Triad-Killer?"

Toby shook his head. "Nope. Not a single clue, and neither the police or the other Triads are manage to find that son-of-a-bitch, despite the reward that's on this nutcase's head." Before he took another drag of his cigarette and breathed out the smoke before telling him. "If you want to catch a killer who's specialized with chainsaws, heck, you got to have someone who's specialized with killing people with a fucking chainsaw."

That made Chang remind himself that he knows of a certain individual living in Roanapur, who has a favor of killing her victims with a chainsaw. "Now that you're mentioning it... I might have someone in mind who could maybe find this killer of yours."

Paul Chan looked at him surprised. "What? You do, Chang?! Who?"

Chang chuckled. "Well, I know a certain 'cleaner' who can help."

Meanwhile in Roanapur

Rica and Cynthia both walked hand in hand out of Cynthia's apartment with a sweet smile on both their faces, as they'd been planning on spending the day together 'cause they hadn't been on a date for some time as both were busy with work.

Cynthia however wandered and asked as they walked over to her car. "Uhm... you sure you can leave your business for today, baby? Cause, I don't know, what if someone asks you to cut some people into pieces?"

Rica assured her girlfriend as she stepped into the car "Not to worry. I've recently hired someone to cover for me."

That surprised Cynthia as she too stepped into the car. "Really? I never knew you hired people."

"I didn't." Rica admitted before she explained while Cynthia started the car. "Truth be told, though I prefer to do my 'cleaning' job alone, I figured that after we visited your mom in San Francisco and all the orders to cut so many bodies piled up, I realized that in order to fix all of that, I needed an 'assistant' to fill in for me sometime and help me if I needed to."

Cynthia smiled at her girlfriend as she began to drive her car. "Very clever, Rica."

"Thanks." Ritca said with a smile before giving a shrug. "Although, I don't really consider him yet as a professional cleaner as he still has stuff to learn, but it's nice to have a little assistent." Then she asked with curiosity. "So... what have you planned for us today, baby?"

Cynthia gave a small chuckle as she smiled again at her girlfriend. "You'll see."

The 1st place Cynthia and Rica went to was a well-known diner for a great breakfast, consisting of pancakes, eggs and bacon, with the lesbian lovers sharing bites of each other's food and having coffee, with cream and sugar before they went shopping for some clothes, which was mostly very sexy outfits, while not wanting to look too slutty or like a hooker for every pervert on the island.

Their next stop was a sex-shop nearby. Both lesbians were taking a look at some of the very naughty clothing they had for sale, with Cynthia holding a naughty-nurse outfit. "What do you think of this, baby? It would make our nights extra passionate with some roleplay."

The idea of them doing some sexual roleplay during sex intrigued Rica. "Oooooh, I would love that." Before she then took an outfit herself. "Maybe I should wear this once in a while?" As she held it up, revealing it to be a French-Maid outfit, which showed lots of cleavage and even would show the women's pussy as how short the skirt was.

Cynthia giggled just to imagine her girlfriend wearing that outfit. "Oh yeah, that would suit you well, 'Sawyer the Cleaner'."

Deciding to take both outfits, Cynthia and Rica took a look at some of the dildos and vibrators they had for sale. Cynthia took a look at a very big black dildo, which gave her a weird look to imagine someone using a big dildo. "Geez, how can anyone even fit a big 1 like this in their clit?"

Rica gave a simple shrug while taking a look at the vibrators. However, she then noticed a special vibrator-string which had a wireless remote. "Oh... this looks interesting." And took the small box. Imagining herself wearing it, made her bite her lip. 'Ooooh... this 1 is gonna turn me on so... bad...'

When they paid for their stuff at the register, Cynthia was surprised to see that Rica bought a vibrator-string. "Baby, is that a...?"

"You bet your ass it is, Cynt." Rica said with a naughty smile. She then walked out of the store with the small box and went into an alleyway.

Cynthia followed their bought stuff, seeing Rica was quickly putting on the new string. "Rica? What are you doing?"

Rica raised up the vibrator-string before she seductively glanced back at her girlfriend and handed her over the small remote.

Cynthia looked with some surprise as she took the small remote."You... want me to use it?"

Rica nodded. "Mmm hmm." Before she then planted a passionate kiss on her girlfriend before whispering in her ear. "Just to think of doing it in public... turns me on, Cynt..." Before she then licked Cynthia's ear.

Cynthia was still in complete surprise, but then formed a smirk as she dropped the bags and embraced her girlfriend while softly stroking her butt cheeks. "Oh, baby. I love it when you're all... kinky. Okay, I will use it... but I'm not gonna tell when."

Rica giggled. "Sounds good to me."

For the next few hours, both went to a few more shops, even taking a nice massage at a salon. But still, Cynthia didn't turned on the remote of Rica's vibrator-string, which was a bit disappointed for her as there were so many opportunities for her to use it.

Rica thought and sighed mentally. 'Why won't Cynthia use it already? It's starting to get boring wearing this string without even using it.' Before she and Cynthia exited the salon.

Cynthia could see that Rica was getting a bit impatient, but she formed a smirk as she mentally said. 'Trust me, baby. I know when to use it, and I'm sure you're gonna love it.'

When it was around 14:15pm, Cynthia and Rica went into a restaurant that sold great noodles and stood in line to have their order. Seeing how many people were around, Cynthia smirked again. 'Yes. This is perfect.' As she glanced back at her girlfriend, who was paying attention to the menu. 'Although I never take advantage of my girlfriend in situations like this, the idea of just doing it... is just…too fucking good to pass up.' Before she held the remote in her pocket, feeling eager to press the button.

As it was Cynthia and Rica's turn, the goth girl was about to tell what she and Cynthia wanted. "Yeah, I would like the-" But then she gasped as she felt a small vibration in her string, which stimulated her clitoris, causing her to nearly trip.

Playing along, Cynthia asked her. "You okay?"

Rica nodded. "Uhh... yeah, yeah, I'm... aaaaah...!" Before she moaned at how great this felt. 'Ooooh, fuck, Cynt. You sure took me by surprise.' Rica mentally thought while forming a naughty smile at her. She then turned her attention back to the cook. "Uuuh, what I was... trying to say is... I want the chicken noodle soup, with-"

But Cynthia turned the string-stimulator even more on, increasing the vibration, which made Rica even more turned on. "Aaaaah! I... I-I-I also want a... diet coke and... hhhmmaaah oooh!"

The Asian cook raised an eyebrow at Rica. "Hey, what the heck is wrong with you, miss?"

"No...! No no, there's... nothing wrong...!" Rica answered before Cynthia pressed the button again, increasing the stimulation even more. "Aaaaah!" Rica's pussy became wet and slowly dripped from her legs, while she had a hard time to remain in balance. Rica whispered to Cynthia. "Baby... I... I don't know how much longer I can hold ooooon..."

'Oh, does it turn you on so badly, baby?' Cynthia mentally thought while smirking 'How about... this?' Before she then pressed the vibrator into full-mode, making the vibration go wild.

"Aaaaaah! Aaaah...! Aaah...! My... My girlfriend wants a...!" But Rica couldn't hold on anymore as more of her juices dripped from her string. "Ooooh god... I'm gonna... I'm gonna...!"

The cook got impatient and slammed his fist on the desk. "Enough fooling around, lady! What the hell do you want to order!?"

"I... my... my girlfriend wants also a... chicken noodles and... water and... Oh God, oh God, oh God...!" Before she couldn't hold on and fell on her knees as she climaxed. "FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

All the people looked with confusion and surprise at the girl before Cynthia felt she might have gone too far and helped Rica back on her feet. "Oh uhm... my girlfriend doesn't feel that well." She apologized to the cook. "Sorry, never mind the order, I'll... take my girlfriend somewhere else." And both left the restaurant while holding Rica's arm over her shoulder, while Rita's juices kept dripping from her legs, leaving a small trail which nobody seemed to notice.

But when Cynthia wanted to turn off the string-vibrator, she reached into her pocket where she held the remote, but was held by Rica. "No, Cynt... I want to keep feeling it... It feels... so…fucking good."

Cynthia chuckled. "If you say so, baby."

A few minutes later, they arrived back at Cynthia's car, which was parked in an alleyway. As Rica nearly fell at one of the seats, she felt another climax coming and lowered her panties and quickly masturbated herself, positioning herself so her juices could flow out with the car door open. "AAAAAAH! FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Before Rica squirted her juices out over the ground and dripped from the side of Cynthia's car.

Cynthia sighed in disappointment. "Aaaah, really now, baby? I wanted to swallow all that." She stated, wanting to swallow all her juices.

Rica panted while she smirked at her girlfriend, and still masturbated herself. "Well... there's... still some in my pussy... if you want them... baby..."

Cynthia smirked and went on her knees, licking and swallowing her girlfriend's remaining juices while turning off the vibrator-string before both stripped out of their clothes after closing all the doors and beginning to make some awesome love, with Rica being the most turned on.

Cynthia then gently pushed her Rica on her back and they wrapped their arms around each other and lustfully kissed, sucking on each other's tongues as they swapped saliva, finding it sweet-tasting. "Mmmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmm."

"Mmmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmm. Oh fuck, baby. Yeah..." Rica moaned as Cynthia kissed and licked her neck before the tattoo artist lesbian moved down to her lover's breasts, licking and sucking on her nipples and rubbing them. "Ugh! Aaah! Oh shit, Cynt, fucking suck them, baby! Lick them and suck them like they're your personal private property!"

"Mmmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm." Cynthia moaned before did as her dear Rica wanted, licking and sucking on her breasts and nipples like they were her properly, thinking to herself. 'Shit. I can't ever get enough of Rica's breasts. They're a little smaller than mine, but they're so perky and…so fucking good to me.' She did this until deciding to kiss down her body, getting to her belly button and licking around it before giving it a sexy long lick going to her pussy very wet pussy, admiring her tattoo that she'd given her before kissing it and putting her lower back up to where her legs were hanging over her front. "I wanna try something a little different as I eat out your sexy wet pussy, baby. And I'm gonna lick up all your tasty juices." She said seductively before beginning to eat out her pussy while using her index and middle finger to pleasure her asshole.

"Oh fuck yes, baby! Oh yeah! Oh I love this! This feels…so good. Oh I fucking love your fingers in my asshole!" Rica moaned in lust, feeling great pleasure from this.

"You're unbelievably wet, baby." Cynthia said before giggling a little, eating her pussy out and fucking her asshole harder and faster while her girlfriend moaned with lust. "Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm."

"Oh fuck! Shit! Oh yes, baby! EAT MY PUSSY OUT! EAT IT, BABY! OH YES! SHIT! OH I'M GONNA CUM, BABY! I'M GONNA…FUCKING CUUUUUMM!" Rica moaned out before she climaxed in Cynthia's mouth, making her swallow and lick up all her juices until she was dry.

Cynthia sat Rica's lower half down, crawled on top of her and passionately tongue kissed her, making her gothic lover taste her juices in her mouth until they separated with saliva connecting them. "Did you like that, baby?"

Rica kissed her girlfriend again before answering. "Fuckin' A right I did, baby. And since you gave such unbelievable pleasure, I'm gonna repay you, Cynt." Before she sat up and put her lover down, going down to kiss and lick her neck, leaving some of her spit on it with each kiss and lick and making Cynthia moan as she ran her fingers through her beautiful hair.

"Ugh! Ugh! Oh baby, I love you! I…fucking love you so much!" Cynthia moaned with love and lust before Rica went down to her breasts, licking and sucking on her nipples, giving them equal attention. "Aah! Aaah! Yes! Oh yeah! Fucking suck on my tits like I did yours, Rica!" Making her girlfriend do just that, sucking and licking on her breasts like her personal property before the young Goth girl put her girlfriend's lower back up in the same position she was in a few minutes ago.

Rica then saw her lover's pussy, completely soaked with her juices, making her sniff them before she gave them a very sexy long lick, making her moan at the taste. "Mmmmm…your tongue, and your pussy juices are the best thing I've ever tasted."

"Really, baby? And what's the 2nd best thing?" Cynthia moaned.

"Well, there's many great foods and drinks, including alcohol I've tasted, I can't name them all. But I'll tell you what 1 of the best things I've tasted is: the traces of cigarettes in your mouth, and it's even better now that I can smoke with you, baby." Rica answered before she began to eat out her lover's pussy while also pleasuring Cynthia's asshole with her index and middle fingers, using her spit to make it easier for her. "Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmm."

"Aaaah. Oh yes! Oh fuck, baby! Oh I…fucking love this! Oh shit! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Aaaah! Oh! Ugh! Yes!" Cynthia moaned in bliss and pleasure while playing with her breasts to add to it.

Rica thrusted her fingers inside her lover's asshole faster and harder, making her moan loudly as she continued eating out her pussy and loving her juices. "Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmm. Mmmmmm." She moaned, her sounds muffled by her face buried in her pussy.

And after a few minutes, Cynthia felt her peak coming. "Oooh fuck, Rica! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Aaaah!" She moaned before climaxing, with Rica swallowing all her juices until she was dry.

And after catching their breath, Rica got an idea and moved so they were in the sitting 69 position, sitting on Cynthia's face. "Wanna do the sitting 69, Cynt? I know you love the view of my pussy and ass in your face."

Cynthia moaned at seeing her lover's ass and pussy in her face, getting more horny at the sight. "Oooohhh, baby, you're getting me so fucking horny. Horny for you and more of your delicious pussy juices." She said before holding Rica's ass cheeks and beginning to eat her pussy out. "Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmm."

"Aaah! Aaaah! Oh baby! Ohh…shit!" Rica moaned before eyeing her lover's pussy, seeing it dripping wet again. Unable to resist her horny desires, she began eating Cynthia's pussy out. "Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmm."

And for the next 10 minutes, the lesbian lovers continued to eat each other out like crazy before they both climaxed in each other's mouths, swallowing every drop of their juices until they were both dry.

After they caught their breath, Cynthia gently grabbed Rica and pulled her in for a lustful and passionate tongue kiss, with both tasting themselves in their mouths for 5 minutes until she gently pushed Rica down and got into the scissoring position. "Get ready for our favorite part of sex, baby. It'll be even better since we're doing it in public." She said seductively before rubbing her vagina against her girlfriend's.

"Aaaah. Oh yes! Fuck! Oh…I…fucking love this, baby! Ahh! Oooh! Ugh! Mmmmmm!" Rica moaned in bliss and pleasure, loving the feeling of her pussy rubbing against her girlfriend's. And it gave her even more of a thrill at the risk of getting caught.

"Oooohh. Aaaah. Fuck! Oh shit, Rica, baby, I love our pussies rubbing together! Mmmmmm. Oh yes! Aaah, shit!" Cynthia moaned, feeling the same bliss and pleasure as her lover before she saw some people having noticed the two lesbians having sex in the car, making Cynthia pull a gun from the car window at them, causing them to leave quickly while still doing pussy to pussy with Rica as she was very close to pulling the trigger before the lesbian lovers increased their pace.

And after 20 minutes of hard and fast scissoring, both Rica and Cynthia felt their peaks coming as they embraced tightly and pressed their breasts together to rub their nipples against each other, increasing the pleasure even more. "Cynt, baby, I'm gonna cum! Oh fuck!"

"Oh yes, Rica! Let's…cum together, baby! Oh shit! Oh yeah! I'm…cumming, baby! I'm…gonna…FUCKING CUUUUUMM! OOOOHH YEEESSS!"

"OOH SHIT! I'M CUMMING, BABY! I'M…FUCKING CUUUUUMMING! AAAAAHH! OOOOHH FUCK YEEESSS!" Rica yelled out with her lover as they climaxed together, squirting their juices on the seat.

And a few minutes later, with sweat dropping from their bodies, Cynthia and Rica lied in embrace, panting of their amazing sex. "Holy... shit..." Rica said softly. "That was... fucking amazing, baby..." Before she then began to giggle. "I don't think anybody will ever dare to disturb us again after you pulled that gun on those peaking asswipes."

Cynthia chuckled. "Yeah... they need to fucking learn... to mind their own... damn business..."

Rica sighed as she rested on Cynthia's chest. For a whole minute, both didn't say anything while they rested from their passionate sex. Rica then said while looking how messy they made the seats because of their climaxes. "Guess we've got some cleaning to do, right?"

Cynthia however smiled at her and said. "Later, baby. But right now, I just want to enjoy our moment together a bit longer. And I know a great spot for the both of us."

"Wanna share a smoke, baby? I could really use a cigarette after the wild and passionate sex like we did just now." Rica said, eager for a cigarette, as she'd gotten the hang of smoking a few days ago and she especially liked sharing them with her girlfriend and lover.

"How about… we postpone our next cigarette until we get to our spot. Once we get comfy, we'll share a smoke then, how's that?" Cynthia asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I can wait for a bit longer, since I'm still new at smoking." Rica answered with a shrug and a smile.

Cynthia tongue kissed her girlfriend before saying. "Good girl." Before she slowly crawled back to the driving seat and opened the windows to let fresh air go in and started the car, not even bothering to put on any clothes.

While Rica sat next to her in the passenger side, she formed a grin. "Not wanting to wear any clothes now too, huh?"

Cynthia smirked. "Yeah. I think the people are to busy with themselves than bothering 2 naked lesbians driving in a car. And if the police would arrest us for it, fuck them."

As Cynthia began to drive, Rica chuckled, feeling happy inside that she was not bothered by her kinky side and rather embraced it and enjoyed it too. During the drive, to Cynthia's confirmation, the people were indeed more busy with other things than watching them. Well, other than a few people who did notice it and were shocked to see Rica and Cynthia naked in the car while driving.

An hour later, at the beach of Roanapur, Cynthia had drove on the sandy beach and had stopped somewhere they could have some privacy. While they were there, both Cynthia and Rica, still being naked, laid on a big towel on the sandy beach before Cynthia lit up a cigarette, taking a drag before blowing out the smoke.

Rica sighed as she smiled. "Oh yeah... now this was a perfect day..." She said before Cynthia held her cigarette to her lover's mouth, letting Rica take a drag before she blew out the smoke.

"You have no idea, baby," Cynthia softly answered as they embraced and shared a few kisses.

Cynthia then began to think. 'Life truly is full of surprises. To think that after being forced to move to Roanapur, I would meet the woman of my life in this fucked up place at the ends of the Earth.' Before she then smiled as she remembered meeting her Frederica like it was only yesterday.

Flashback, 1 and a half year ago

Cynthia was closing her tattoo shop for the night. She sighed in relief after locking all the doors and rolled down the iron roller shutters. "Finally. I thought that big ass tat would never get finished." She told herself as she had been busy for days on a woman's tattoo which covered all of her back and her butt cheeks. But then she shrugged. "Ah well, at least she paid me lots of money. Hopefully it'll finally be enough to move back to San Francisco, away from this hellhole."

The black haired tattoo artist had been planning to move back to America once she'd gathered enough money, not planning to stay forever in Roanapur. But as she was on her way to her car, she heard several men screaming for their lives in a nearby alleyway. Cynthia sighed as she figured it were probably a few more unfortunate souls that were about to be killed in the most gruesome way. Cynthia had gotten used to it as she'd been forced to live her to pay back the maffia for some years.

In any situation, she would ignore it and get into her car and go back to her apartment as soon as possible, not wanting to get dragged into another coldblooded killing. But for this once... she became curious to who it was that was killed and who the killer was. Instead of going to her car, Cynthia carefully walked over to the other alleyway, feeling her heartbeat increased 'What the hell are you doing, Cynt? Just go back to your car and leave this place.' She mentally warned herself, but still... Cynthia moved further into the alleyway, seeing to her confirmation, 2 dead bodies on the floor, having been killed in a horrible way.

But to Cynthia's surprise, she saw a young woman in her late teens, covered in blood, sitting on the floor, holding her legs like she was sad about something. Cynthia carefully approached her, ignoring the dead bodies. "Hey..."

Immediately, the girl looked with some shook at Cynthia before she got angry while panting.

The way she looked at her, shocked Cynthia for a moment, but she remained calm. "Calm down... I don't mean any harm."

But as she reached her hand to her, the girl slapped it away while crawling back, gesturing her to leave.

"Please... just calm down," Cynthia assured her. "I just want to be sure you're okay."

The girl shook her head while sweat dropped from her face.

Cynthia had to think of something to try to calm the young women down. She then looked for a moment at the 2 dead guys on the ground, figuring what they wanted from her. "Those guys... they wanted to hurt you, right?"

The girl didn't respond, but after a little while, she gave a nod.

Cynthia gave a shrug, figuring they wanted to harass her. "Guess they got what they deserved, right?" Before she sighed as she sat before the girl. "I get it, it's a big scary city with all kinds of scary people. Honestly, I was scared too when I first came into this city, but I got used to it. It's not like San Francisco, you know." Before she then asked the girl with a smile. "Ever been to San Francisco before?"

The girl, slowly trusting the black haired tattooed lady, shook her head.

"It's where I come from," Cynthia stated before she chuckled. "It's nothing like Roanapur. Honestly, I would prefer any other city than this one. But I guess it doesn't make any difference when it comes to guys like them." Before she pointed with her thump to the 2 dead guys.

The girl gave a shrug, feeling somehow okay when talking with the tattoo lady.

Cynthia then asked her. "What's your name?"

The girl sighed as she tapped on her throat, showing her terrible scar.

Cynthia figured that she couldn't talk. "Oh. I'm... sorry. I didn't know you couldn't speak." Before she got a little idea and took a pen and small notepad from her pocket. "Here. Use these."

The girl looked with some surprise at the notepad and the pen she offered, before glancing at Cynthia, feeling grateful as she took it and began to write on it. She then showed on the paper, saying: I lost my electrolarynx.

"Your electrolarynx?" Cynthia asked. "Oh, you mean those little devices that mute people use to talk?"

The girl nodded before writing something else, showing it to her: I lost it during my fight with those pigs. Please, I need it so I can talk.

Cynthia smiled before giving a nod. "Sure, I'll help you." Before she then looked around where this electrolarynx device could be. After a few minutes of searching, Cynthia spotted something under a garbage container. As she grabbed it, she showed it to the girl. "Is this it?"

Seeing she was holding her electrolarynx, the girl nodded and took it, placing it on her throat, which gave her some relief and said. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Cynthia said with kindness.

"Why are you so kind to me?" The girl wanted to know as she stood up.

Cynthia gave a shrug while looking down. "I... I don't know. I just felt you... needed help."

The girl formed a small smile and told her name, using her electrolarynx. "I'm... Frederica. Frederica Sawyer."

Cynthia smiled back and introduced herself. "I'm Cynthia. Cynthia Panther." Then she remembered she heard someone named Sawyer too, who uses a chainsaw to 'dispose' people. "Wait. Are you... Sawyer the Cleaner?"

Frederica formed a smirk. "Yes, I am."

Back to the present

Cynthia remembered that that one moment of foolishness, would in the end flourish into a passionate relationship with the cutest goth woman she'd ever laid her eyes on.

Seeing that Cynthia was distracted, Rica asked her after taking a drag from their shared cigarette, inhaling the smoke and blowing it out of her nostrils. "What's wrong, baby?"

Cynthia assured her lover after she took a drag of their shared cigarette and blew out the smoke before flicking it into the water before she softly stroked her cheek. "Nothing. I was just thinking about the moment when we first met." Before Rica formed a smile and both planted another passionate tongue kiss.

When enjoying for another hour laying naked together in the sand, the 2 lesbian lovers decided to go back to Cynthia's apartment, with their clothes on this time. After sharing a shower together and having some dinner together, they went together to the Yellow Flag to get a few drinks.

Luckily for them, they saw Laura and Revy sitting at a table together. "Hey sisters!" Cynthia said with enthusiasm as she and Rica sat together with them.

"Hey you two," Laura said while raising her glass of rum.

"So, having enjoyed your little day?" Revy asked both Cynthia and Rica.

"We sure did," Rican answered with a smirk.

Cynthia sighed. "Yeah, we enjoyed ourselves today. Though there isn't much exciting to do in this island, we managed to find ourselves some entertainment. Hihihihi." She giggled as Rica having climaxed in public because of her new vibrator-string and both having sex in their car in the open were the best parts of the day.

Noticing that there was a half-empty third glass next to Laura, Rica figured that Shenhua was with them too, which made her happy. But not seeing her, she asked while lighting a cigarette. "Say, where's Shenhua anyway?"

Revy pointed her thump to the restrooms. "She and Leigharch are in the bathroom," Before she then chuckled, thinking that Shenhua and Leigharch were in there to give each other a nice fuck.

Cynthia then stood up and said. "Well, I need to go to the bathroom anyway." and walked over to the women's bathroom.

Laura shook her head. "Seriously, couldn't they wait till they were alone in her or his apartment, or something?"

"Beats me, baby." Revy said with a shrug while taking a sip from her drink.

When Cynthia entered the girl's bathroom, she heard both Shenhua and Leigharch fucking each other doggystyle in 1 of the toilets. "AAAAH! FUCK ME, YES! FUCK ME! FUCK MY PUSSY HARD, LEIGHARCH!" Shenhua moaned out loudly.

"Holy shite! Your fucking ares is the best, Shenhua! OH YEAH!" Leighharch moaned loudly while slapping hard on Shenhua's ass, which Shenhua liked a lot and moaned lots of Chinese words.

Cynthia felt embarrassed to hear 1 of her best friends having sex in the toilet. Trying to remain quiet, she went to the other toilet next to where Shenhua and Leigharch were having sex.

"OH SHITE! OH SHITE! I'M GONNA... I'M GONNA...!" Leigharch called out loud as he was about to climax.

"YES, LEIGHARCH! FILL MY PUSSY WITH CUM! DO IT! DO IT! OH YES YES YES YES!"

"Aaaaaaaah!" Leigharch moaned as he climaxed inside Shenhua's vagina, filling her womb with his seed.

"Ooooh, that so good..." Shenhua moaned as how nice it felt to feel him climaxing inside her.

Then, both heard a toilet being flushed next to them. Leigharch called out angrily to whoever was next to them "Hey! You better not peeking at us, you darn pervert asshole!"

Cynthia sighed while rolling her eyes as she exited her toilet and went to wash her hands. "Relax, Leigharch. It's me. Just minding my own business."

"Oh, that you, Cynt?" Shenhua called with a smile.

"Yeah, it's me, Shenhua," Cynthia dried her hands before walking out. "You just finish your friends-with-benefits-moment, or whatever. I'll be at the table with the others."

"Okay! See ya later, sis!" Shenhua called.

Shenhua used some toilet paper to clean Leigharch's cum from her pussy and legs, while the Irish drug dealer sighed. "Ah shite... thank good it was one of your friends, Shenhua, or I would be pissed by now."

Shenhua chuckled as she stood up and put back on her panty. "I'm sure you would. Headache over now, yes?" She asked, hoping their little fuck eased his stress.

Leigharch gave a nod while rubbing his head "Yeah, a bit."

Shenhua shook her head "I told you not to get too relaxed, or you brian will be off to Mars and never come back."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll try." Leigharch said as he pulled back up his pants.

Shenhua softly stroke his cheek before giving a little pat "Okay, you good now? Good. I go and sit with my friends. Later, Leigharch." she said while walking out of the bathroom.

"Yeah... see you later, Shenhua." Leigharch said as Shenhua walked out the door and closed it. Leigharch sighed, thinking of how those times they give each other a comforting-fuck was becoming more and more special to him. "Shite... you made a promise to her, Leigharch. Don't fall in love with her." He told himself, though he actually struggles with his possibly increasing feelings for Shenhua, despite their agreement to only be friends with benefits and to keep it professional and actually wants to be more than just a friend to the Taiwanese assassin. He sighed again, before he walked out of the girls bathroom and went to get a drink at the bar.

A little while later, a car pulled over in front of the Yellow Flag. 2 Triad members stepped out of the vehicle and walked into the bar, spotting Sawyer the Cleaner having a good laugh with her friends at the table.

While Shenhua laughed, she then saw the 2 Triad members walking over to them. "Oh, look who we got here. Chang's men?"

Revy, Laura, Cynthia and Rica looked, seeing the 2 Chinese gangsters standing near them, close to Rica. One of them told Rica with some seriousness. "Mr. Chang wants to have a word with you, Sawyer."

Rica looked at them with some surprise, while Cynthia frowned at them. "Hey, if you got a problem with my girlfriend, you won't lay a hand on her!"

Revy and Laura were ready to draw their guns, thinking it was something bad. Shenhua glared at the Triad members and was ready to draw her machete. "You got problem with our sister, you come to wrong place, know what I saying."

When the 2 Triad members were about to draw their guns, Mr. Chang suddenly walked into the bar, ordering his men. "Hey, hey, no fighting here. Calm down now, ladies." And with a grin on his face, Mr. Chang apologized while stating. "Sorry, my men can be too serious sometimes. Not to worry, it's no problem at all that I have with Miss Sawyer. No. It's just that I want to talk with her for a moment. I got a job for her."

"Really?" Rica asked with a suspicious look on her face before taking a drag from another cigarette and blowing out the smoke from her nostrils.

Seeing that Mr. Chang didn't come for a fight, Revy, Laura and Shenhua sat back at their seats, but remained vigilant.

"HEY!" Bao warned them. "NO SHOOTING OR CUTTING PEOPLE IN MY BAR!"

Mr. Chang held up his hand. "No worries, Bao, I just want to have a normal chat with Miss Sawyer." Before he then returned his glance at Rica. "So, if you're interested to listen, then please follow me and my men to my car. I prefer not to talk about this in this kind of bar where there are ears everywhere."

Rica glanced at her friends for a moment before glancing back at Mr. Chang and rose from her seat after putting out her cigarette. "Fine. Lead the way."

But as she was about to leave with Mr. Chang and his men, Cynthia held her arm. "Wait, baby!"

Rica looked at her girlfriend, seeing that she wouldn't go anywhere without her. Rica nodded and asked Mr. Chang. "Hey, if you don't mind, my girlfriend will come as well."

Chang's 2 Triad members glanced at their boss, who gave a shrug. "Nah, what the hell. Follow me, ladies."

When Rica and Cynthia went out of the bar with Mr. Chang and his men, Laura, Revy and Shenhua exchanged a confused look. "What job does Chang have for Rica that he doesn't want anyone else to hear about?" Revy wondered.

Shenhua shook her head. "Me don't know. Must be big if Mr. Chang don't want to talk here in bar."

Laura nodded. "Yeah. But I do wonder what kind of a job it would be."

After a short ride, Cynthia and Rica were brought to a nearby office owned by Chang's Triad. Both lesbian lovers were sitting at a chair, with Rica crossing her arms while saying with some annoyance. "You know, if you wanted to talk to me privately about this 'job' of yours, Mr. Chang, you could have just called my business and made an appointment."

Chang chuckled as he sat down at a chair in front of the ladies. "Normally, I would've called your little meat-packaging to make an appointment indeed, but because time is of the essence, this was the best way as my coworkers in Hong Kong aren't very patient." Before he lit a cigarette for himself and took a drag before blowing out the smoke. "So, Miss Sawyer, the reason that I disturbed your little time with your friends and your girlfriend is because the Triads need your assistance to find a certain person they've been looking for for months."

Cynthia didn't like where this was going, while Rica asked. "You're asking me to find someone? Mr. Chang, I only clean up the bodies that either the Triads or other people send over to me. I'm not a private investigator."

Chang had expected this answer from Sawyer already. So, he began to tell her. "Yes, I know. You're just a cleaner. But, what if I would tell you that this certain individual that the Triads ask of you to find, is in fact a serial killer who targets fellow Triad members? 14K, Typhoon clan, Shui Fong, for this maniac it doesn't matter to which clan you belong to. I was actually in Hong Kong yesterday for a special meeting that we're planning with the other Triads tomorrow, when Paul Chan of the Typhoon clan told me about this killer that has every Triad on edge for months. Heck, even the freaking cops from the honest ones till the ones who're on our payroll are nervous about this guy." Chang then smirked at Rica as he told her. "And do you know what makes this killer so interesting you might ask? He kills all his victims with a freaking chainsaw."

"Oh?" Rica asked, showing some interest in this for some reason, as this killer kills his victims with a chainsaw, just like what she does to her victims most of the time.

"That's right, Miss Sawyer. Actually, I happened to cross a fresh crime scene this morning. And man, by the way that this guy had slaughtered that enforcer of the Typhoon-clan, it was almost as if I was walking into a scene of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre." Chang told with honesty.

Rica began to form a grin as she crossed her legs. "So, let me get this straight; in order to find a chainsaw killer, you need the help of another chainsaw-killer to find him?"

Chang smiled as Rica was getting interested. "You read my mind, Sawyer. Honestly, I recommended Paul Chan to hire you to find this job because of your experience with killing people with a chainsaw. While my friend Paul saw this as the only good idea to find that Traid-Killer, the other Triads on the other hand, well... let's just say they rejected my proposal and prefer to use their own sources."

Rica thought about this for a little moment. Though she's not an investigator, but only cleans and get rids of bodies, this job might be her way to climb up the social-ladder. However, she remained a bit suspicious and asked Chang. "What's the catch?"

That made Chang chuckle. "I assure you, Sawyer, there's no catch. All I'm asking you is for your help, nothing more. It even pays a lot of money. 80 grand, for finding the Triad-Killer, and that's in US dollars." Chang then gave a shrug as he took another drag from his cigarette. "Of course, I'm not forcing you into this. All I'm offering you is a way to get up the social-ladder around here. And if you accept, you'll be provided all you need for the investigation, under the protection of the Typhoon-clan, including me."

Though Cynthia couldn't make the decision for her girlfriend, she held her hand and told her. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to, baby."

Again, Rica thought about this. But feeling intrigued to face a fellow chainsaw killer, she began to form a grin and made her decision. "All right, Mr. Chang. I'll do it."

Chang was happy to hear that. "Hahahaha. I figured you would go for this one."

Cynthia was a bit surprised that her girlfriend took the job. All kinds of things went through her mind, feeling that this could end up very badly for her girlfriend, which made her fear that Rica might not come back alive after this. But that brought her to an idea and said. "Mr. Chang? Sir?"

Chang glanced at Cynthia, wondering what she wanted to say.

"With your permission, I would like to join my girlfriend on this."

Now it was Rica that was surprised that Cynthia wanted to join her to find this killer, though it did put a smile on her face.

Chang thought about that and asked as he leaned a bit to her. "Hmmmm. Well, though we can surely use all the little help we can, this kind of job might be very dangerous for a tattoo artist like you, Miss Panther."

Cynthia formed a grin. "Oh trust me, Mr. Chang, I can do a hell of a lot of more than just make tattoos. And, as a matter of fact, I know some people in Hong Kong who happened to be clients of mine who could provide some intel in the streets. So, let me ask you this: How many clues have you got so far to find this 'Triad-Killer', Mr. Chang? My guess is, none. So, if you want to have Frederica's help, you won't go much further without my help as well."

Seeing Cynthia's point of view, Chang gave a shrug. "I see your point. Very well then, Miss Panther. I'll let them know that I have 2 investigators instead of 1."

Both Cynthia and Rica exchanged a sweet smile before Rica asked with a serious face to Chang. "When will we leave?"

Chang put out his cigarette as he answered. "A private jet will be leaving tomorrow morning early. I'll be expecting you there at 6:30am. Don't make me wait. I hate to go back to Hong Kong empty handed."

The next morning

At the local airport, Cynthia and Rica, both carrying a suitcase, walked over to a private jet that was ready to leave.

Chang and a few Triad members were waiting for the 2 ladies to arrive and Chang smiled at them. "Ah, perfect timing. Now let's go already, as we can't afford to lose any time."

As they all boarded the plane, the pilot was ready to tack off and flew into the sky, heading to Hong Kong. When the plane reached the high altitude, Rica requested from Chang. "I want to have all the police records you have about the Triad-Killer and pictures of the murders of all his victims. Best for me and my girlfriend to get started while we're on our way."

Chang snapped his fingers, gesturing to his men to bring the files that he had. "Way ahead of you."

And so, while Cynthia and Rica took their time to study the police records, Chang was on the phone for some business talk. Not long after, Cynthia got a message on her phone, saying it was from Revy, saying: "Good luck in Hong Kong. I hope for you and Rica that this job of Chang's will play out. If you ever need me, Laura or Shenhua's help, don't hesitate to call. We're like sisters after all."

Cynthia smiled at that message as Revy showed that she and her other best friends would be there to provide help when necessary. Cynthia wrote a message back, saying: "Thanks, Revy. We'll be careful, don't you worry. You just keep watching over Laura and Shenhua while we're gone. Don't worry, if we need help, we'll let you guys know. See you soon, sis!" Before she sighed while forming a smile. "We're sure to be lucky to have such great friends, right, baby?"

Rica nodded. "Yeah, they're the best. And if it wasn't for them." Before she softly patted her scared throat. "My throat would never have fixed so I would never be able to talk again. And I could never have the chance to do the things I always wanted to do that requires normal talking, including smoking with you, baby. Especially after a really hot and passionate fuck."

Cynthia nodded, being thankful too that she was able to have her voice again, and that her Rica could smoke with her as the young Goth girl wanted. But then they went back to business and with some seriousness looked at the files.

After a few hours of flying, their plane landed on Hong Kong Airport. When they exited the plane and headed to some cars of the Typhoon clan, Cynthia requested from Chang. "Mr. Chang, me and Frederica want to take a look at the crime scenes." She called her girlfriend this time Frederica, as calling her Rica was something only for her and her friends to say.

Chang gave a shrug, but wondered. "I don't see why not. But, what do you think you're gonna find at the crime scenes? The police has already searched every single 1 of those places for evidence. You both read that in the files, right?"

Rica then stated as they entered a limo. "Believe me, Mr. Chang. If I want to know the motive and what kind of character this 'killer' of yours has, I need to take a look at the crime scenes in order to... get to know the killer better."

"Hmmm, I see." Chang answered as he was the last to step inside. "Very well. I'll call in a few favors." Before he took out his cellphone and called some people in order to get permission to search the crime scenes while the convoy of limos drove off.

A few hours later, Cynthia and Rica were escorted to the where the last murder took place, which was Mr. Xu's office, where he'd been murdered yesterday. When Rica and Cynthia stood at the front of the office building, with the entrance still covered with police tape, Rica turned to the 2 members of the Typhoon-clan who had been coming with them and said. "You should wait here while me and my girlfriend take a look inside."

1 of them gave a nod. "As you wish, Miss Sawyer. We'll be here if you need anything."

Rica and Cynthia stepped to the front entrance, moving up the police tape to get under it, entering the building. First, Rica took a look at the door itself, seeing it wasn't forced open or kicked open, before she and Cynthia looked around the first floor, seeing that even the windows were okay. "Hmmmm. No signs that the killer broke into the office." Rica said.

Cynthia began to think as they checked the small kitchen. "There were always 3 Triad guys in the office, including Mr. Xu. How the heck could the killer get into the office, kill Xu and nobody notices anything till his assistant returns the next morning?"

Rica then opened the refrigerator, finding only some food and some Chinese food from a few days back. But then she notices a couple of empty beer bottles inside. She took an empty bottle and took a look at it. "Who would put empty beer bottles back in the fridge?" She wondered as there was nothing about empty beer bottles in the fridge in the file. She sniffed, smelling there was no alcohol in it. "Strange. This is not any particular beer you'll buy in any liquor store. Something else was in this bottle." Before she then tried to remove the sticker on the bottle, finding it easy to remove. "It's been pasted with cheap glue."

Cynthia checked the small garbage can, finding nothing. But then she noticed something behind the small kitchen closet. "Hmmm, someone is trying to hide something." And when she reached her hand to it, she disgustingly found some used and unused condoms. "Eck! Looks like somebody had a party here, which they didn't want their boss to find out."

"Or the police." Rica added as she took a look at it too, making her roll her eyes. "Gotta say, the Hong Kong police sure aren't as professional for missing these kinds of things."

Cynthia, while washing her hands, thought about this. "Or perhaps the killer was trying to hide the evidence, and did not do a great job at it?"

"Perhaps." Rica said before then noticed between the few unused and used condoms a torn business card. Curiously, she collected the small torn pieces and put them together.

"Did you find anything?" Cynthia asked as she took a look at it too.

When Rica had put all the small pieces. "Huh. It's a calling card to an escort service." She said. "This might be a lead."

While Cynthia wrote the number of this escort service on a piece of paper and put the torn calling card in her pocket, both went up the stairs, checking Xu's office.

Blood was still on the walls, floor and ceiling. "Goddamn..." Cynthia said.

"Indeed." Rica said as she checked the blood covered walls. "By the looks of it, this was not merely a professional kill. More likely... killing Xu in pure rage. He definitely has a big problem with Triads."

But this didn't make much sense to Cynthia but theorized. "Hmmm. The calling card to an escort service and the used condoms. I think the killer didn't act alone."

"You mean, that a prostitute helped him to get inside?"

Cynthia gave a shrug. "Maybe." Before she then checked Mr. Xu's desk, but found nothing inside. "I need to be sure what was in those empty beer bottles that we found." Rica got out of the office and took one of those empty beer bottles from the fridge.

Seeing there wasn't much to look for, Cynthia and Rica exited the office, with Cynthia asking one of the Triads. "Hey, does the name 'Nutcracker services' mean anything to you?"

The Triad member began to think. "Well... yes, I do. It's one of our escort services. Why?"

"We need to know if either Xu or other people that were on duty here had called for an escort service." Rica said with some seriousness.

The Triad member nodded. "Sure. We'll check it out."

"Good." Rica said before stepping into the car, telling the driver as Cynthia and the other 2 Triads stepped into the car too and held up the empty beer bottle. "I need to know what was inside here. Is there some kind of laboratory that can analyze this for us?"

The driver nodded. "Yeah, the nearby police station who's police captain works for us."

"Go there." Rica told him, which the driver did.

Not long after, while both Cynthia and Rica were waiting in the hallway for the results, one woman came out of the room with the results, telling them. "Well, the beer bottle you've given us was indeed filled with something else other than cheap beer."

"What was in it then?" Cynthia asked.

The women looked at the paper with the results, stating. "The lab had found traces of roofies in the drink."

"Roofies?"

"Yes, it's a short term for 'the rape drug'."

Both Cynthia and Rica exchanged a short look, finding this very strange. Both thanked the lady and the police captain for their help and left.

An hour later, wanting to question the Triad members that were on duty the night that Xu was murdered, Cynthia and Rica went to 1 of the other locations that the Typhoon-Clan owned. All 3 Triad members rubbed their heads while 1 answered. "Honestly, Miss Sawyer, neither of us can remember what happened."

"How so?" Cynthia folded her arms with a suspicious look in her eyes.

The other nodded. "Yeah, it's all... very blurry."

Rica then wondered. "Have you ever... called an escort service to have some fun at the office?"

All 3 looked with some shock, before the third answered while waving his hands. "Okay, okay, you got us. Sometimes... we like to have some fun with the ladies we provide for our customers. Mr. Xu even sometimes joins in the fun."

This began to make some sense to the 2 ladies. While they had some 'fun' with the prostitute, she might have drugged all 3 of them, leaving the killer to kill Xun. Cynthia then asked. "But neither of you even checked on Mr. Xun before you woke up from your 'hangover'?"

All 3 shook their heads, with 1 answering. "Sorry, nobody is allowed to go to Mr. Xun's office, unless he calls us to him. He prefers his privacy and would break our necks if we were sneaking around in his office."

Cynthia and Rica exchanged a look, seeing that these 3 idiotic Triads were not helping them any further.

So, their next stop was the escort service office, asking which of the prostitutes had been called to Mr. Xun's office the night he was murdered. But none of the prostitutes were sent over there and their pimp also didn't received any call from Mr. Xun or any of his employers. But when Cynthia showed the pimp the shredded calling card of their escort service, he took a look at it. But shook his head, stating that the number on this card isn't even from their office. This was awfully getting strange to Cynthia and Rica.

That evening in a hotel room.

Inside a cheap hotel room, which was provided by the Typhoon-clan for Cynthia and Rica to stay in, the 2 lesbian lovers had been trying to relax in order to get a clear mind about the case.

While Rica took a shower, Cynthia stripped completely naked and sat on their bed, looking at the photos of the killer's victims, with most of the dead Triads being almost unrecognizable as they were torn to shreds with the chainsaw that the killer used. Though Cynthia wasn't as used to this as her girlfriend, she tried at least to pay attention to any small details.

Cynthia gave a big sigh as she put the photos down and lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking of what could be the link between the killer and a prostitute who's possibly helping him to kill those Triad members. "But if there is a prostitute who's possibly helping the killer, then why is it using a fake number of an already existing escort service?" She asked herself. Being a bit frustrated, Cynthia cursed herself. "Fuck! Finding a serial killer is harder than I thought." Before she then took out 3 pictures of the killer's latest Triad victims. But still not seeing anything out of the ordinary, Cynthia sighed while thinking about something else to clear her mind. She began to think when she went to visit her mother in San Fransisco together with her girlfriend.

Flashback, 3 weeks ago

Cynthia and Rica, walked hand in hand into California Street. Seeing the same street again where she grew up after being away for some years, Cynthia sighed while a smile formed on her face.

As they passed a park with a playing ground, Rica asked her. "So this is where you grew up, huh?"

Cynthia gave a nod as she watched the park where some people were having fun together or children playing at the playing ground. "Yeah. So many great memories during my youth."

After a few minutes, both arrived at the place where her mother lived, which was an old bar that had been renovated into a nice home after Cynthia's parents married and bought the place. And when the 2 lesbians walked over to the door, Cynthia ringed the bell.

"Coming!" The woman called inside. When the door opened, it revealed a woman in her mid-60's with black/grey bushy hair, wearing a long green-black hippy dress and wearing sandals. This was Cynthia's mother, Irena. And when she saw her daughter at the front door, Irena gasped.

Cynthia smiled at her. "Hey, mom."

"Cynthia!" Irena happily said as she instantly hugged her daughter "Oh, I'm so glad to see you!"

Cynthia nearly cried as she and her mother hadn't seen each other for some years and she had only sent her mother postcards in that time."I've missed you..."

Seeing Cynthia's mother like that, Rica began to see that she was indeed the kind woman her girlfriend told about.

When they broke the hug, Irena too formed some tears as she had missed her daughter. She then glanced at Rica. "Oh, I see you've brought someone with you."

Cynthia nodded. "Yes, mom. This is my girlfriend, Frederica Sawyer, but I call her Rica for short."

"Hello, Mrs. Panther." Rica said kindly.

Though Irena was surprised for a few seconds that her daughter was dating a girl, she began to smile and shake hands. "Oh, nice to meet you, young lady." Before she then chuckled as she allowed them to come inside. "Well, come on. Come in! You've got to tell me everything about your work in Asia, Cynthia."

Inside Irena's house was a large opening, like a big studio house, with bedroom, living room, dining room and kitchen all in 1 big room and on all the walls hung several self-made paintings and several others that Irena had been working on. Inside it was smelling very nice because of the few scented candles, smelling like fresh flowers.

As it was so lovely for Cynthia to be back in her childhood home again, Rica was fond of Irena's home and said. "This place is truly nice." Before she then asked Irena about the paintings. "You made all these yourself?"

Irena, while making her special tea. "I sure did. Though I made lots of paintings so I would earn good money, I made them together with my husband, Chris, when we met in college." To remind herself of how her romance began with Chris, who was her student back then, made Irena to sigh dreamily. "(sigh) We shared so many beautiful moments together. And in the end, the many secret passionate nights we shared together, gave me a wonderful daughter in return."

Cynthia shook her head while rolling her eyes. "Mom, please, I don't need to know about when you and Dad had sex."

Irena chuckled. "I know dear, it's just..." Before she then sighed sadly. "I miss him... so much..." And when she came back with the tea, while Rica and Cynthia both sat on a couch, Irena said while pouring some tea in a few cups. "We would've been married for 22 years by now... if he hadn't..."

Seeing it made her mother sad, Cynthia rose up from the couch and hugged her mother. "I know, Mom. I miss him too."

Irena gave a sigh while she nodded. After a minute, both mother and daughter broke the hug and returned to being all cheery as she gave both Cynthia and Rica a cup of tea. When Rica took a small sip, she found it delicious. "It's lovely, Mrs. Panther."

Irena chuckled again. "Oh, please, call me Irena." Before she stated when she sat down with her own tea. "But now tell me, how are things going with your tattoo shop in Thailand?" She asked her daughter.

Cynthia stated. "Oh, it's going great, Mom. Lots of happy customers and I make good money."

"Well, that's great to hear, honey." Irena took a sip from her tea before she then asked Rica. "So, Rica, tell me more about yourself. Like, where you're from and how you and Cynthia had met?"

Rica smiled and began to tell that she was from England, but left the parts out about the troubled youth she had and how she ended up in Roanapur and just told that she owned a meatpacking business in the same city, and told her that she and Cynthia had been dating for more than a year. Though Cynthia did owe her mother some explanations of how she ended up in Roanapur and what she did and how her life and habits have brought her to be together with Rica, she felt that she didn't want her mother to know all of it too soon and wanted to wait until it was the right moment, which Rica agreed on.

After hearing for a half-hour about Rica and how she and Cynthia had met, Irena said. "Oh, I see." Before she then began to smile. "Well, I can see you're perfect for my daughter, Frederica, as I can see how happy she is to be with you."

Rica smiled and gave a nod. "Thank you, Irena,"

Then Irena wandered. "Say, where are you two planning to stay as you're planning to stay here for a few weeks?"

Cynthia then stated. "Oh, we've booked a room in a motel somewhere."

But then Irena offered. "Oh, sweetheart, you and Frederica don't have to stay in a motel. You can come and stay here if you like? In fact, I insist, as we've so much to talk about."

Cynthia and Rica exchanged a short look, forming a smile as it did sound better than staying in a motel for a few weeks. Cynthia nodded. "Thanks, Mom. We would love that."

Rica nodded too. "Yeah,"

Irena smiled brightly. "Wonderful! You can both sleep in Cynthia's old bedroom in the attic." As she pointed to the attic, which was to be reached by a ladder.

Rica raised an eyebrow at her girlfriend. "You used to sleep in the attic up there?"

Cynthia gave a shrug. "Yeah, cause I wanted more privacy when I became a teenager, so I sorta moved up there. You'll love it." Before she gave a wink and looked at her mother. "And Mom, we're just letting you know that, well, Rica and I both… smoke cigarettes. I've been doing it for some time, and Rica started a few weeks ago. So, we'll try not to stink up the house with cigarette smoke."

Irena was a bit surprised that her daughter had taken up the filthy habit of smoking, along with her girlfriend, but regardless of that, she still loved her no matter what. So she told them both gently but firmly. "It's alright, Cynthia, thanks for telling me. But while you're here, when you and Rica do need to smoke, do it outside or at least close to an open window, okay?"

"Yes ma'am." Cynthia and Rica said together.

"Good girls." Irena said with a smile before kissing both of them on the cheek.

Not long after, when Cynthia and Rica had taken their suitcases from the motel and took them upstairs to the attic, the 2 lesbians entered the attic. Cynthia saw that some of her old stuff was still here, including a small desk with an old computer, old sketchbooks with all kinds of designs for possible tattoos, some posters of rock bands on the walls a big bed in the middle with on top of the ceiling a very big skylight.

Rica looked impressed at the skylight while putting her suitcase down. "Wow, nice."

Cynthia nodded as she stood next to her girlfriend, putting her arm around her waist and pulled her close while also staring at the big skylight. "Mmm hmm. Any time I could always watch the skies from my bed, watching the blue skies, the many clouds. But when the rain poured on it and sometimes lightning would strike.. those were the nicest to me."

Rica sighed, finding it would be lovely to see the skies above your own bed, as she never had a skylight in her old room when she was still living with her too stern and conservative parents. "I would love to see that."

Reminding herself that it would rain a lot tonight, Cynthia formed a grin while softly rubbing her girlfriend's ass. "Well... since it is going to rain tonight, you'll totally love what it'll be like."

Rica softly moaned because of her girlfriend's touch. "Yeah... but not as nice as you, baby." Before both shared a tongue kiss before they began to unpack their things and remove some dust that was on some places

That same night, after dinner, which Irena had specially prepared for tonight, Cynthia and Rica lied on the big bed in the attic, watching the night sky being darkened by rain clouds, blocking all the starlight and moonlight. As the first drops of rain fell on the skylight, which became even more and more, the sounds of the rain falling made Cynthia smile as she'd missed that before she moved into her own home after graduation and opened her first tattoo shop in San Francisco.

When several small lightning flashes began to thunder, Rica formed a smile while watching it all. "Wow. You were right, Cynt. It's beautiful."

"It sure is, baby," Cynthia said softly. "Any time when I was either stressed, or having too many thoughts, just looking up at the sky, seeing the rain falling, it would bring some peace into my head."

Rica began to bite her lip as she planted a kiss on Cynthia's cheek. "Well... I might know something that would make this rainy night even more beautiful."

Cynthia smiled back at her, knowing what her girlfriend had in mind, but teased her a bit by saying softly. "Show me...baby."

The 2 lesbians then began have sex, trying many positions and sharing many orgasms, and the lights from the lightning strikes made it even more beautiful. But they were very careful to be as quiet as possible, so as not to wake or gross out Irena. And as they covered their mouths to yell out their final climax while they scissored each other, a big lightning stroke. And when they caught their breath, they opened the nearby window and shared a cigarette together, being careful so the cigarette smoke wouldn't stink up the room. And when they were done, both then got comfortable and peacefully fell asleep.

End of flashback

Suddenly, Cynthia's cell phone rang, bringing the tattooed woman out of her thoughts and she took it to see who was calling. Cynthia saw it was Mr. Chang and answered. "Cynthia Panther."

"Well hello, Miss Panther, this is Chang." He said through the phone. "So, how's the investigation going?" And after Cynthia told what she and Rica had found out so far, Chang became suspicious. "Really? So you 2 think a prostitute is helping this killer but the number on that escort service wasn't theirs and is no longer reachable?" Chang asked.

Cynthia nodded while sitting on the bed, looking at the pictures of the killer's victims. "Yeah. Though it's just a theory, we need to do some more digging to get answers."

Chang understood before he told her. "I see. Well, for your first job as our 'Special Private Investigators' you 2 are doing pretty well. Anyway, cause of the recent events with this Triad-killer, especially since the Typhoon-clan lost one of its best men yesterday, the meeting I was supposed to attend has been moved to next week. So, in the meantime, you and Miss Sawyer keep digging for answers. And if there's anything you need-"

"We know, Mr. Chang." Cynthia ensured. "We'll let you know."

"Good. Well, have a good night." Chang said before hanging up the phone.

Cynthia reached for her pack before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it up before taking a drag and blowing out the smoke. While from the shower, Rica asked while stepping out of it and drying herself with a towel. "Who was it?"

"Mr. Chang," Cynthia answered. "He wanted to know how our progress has been going."

Rica then stepped out of the shower naked while still drying herself and said. "Well, we've been in Hong Kong for only 1 day. It's not like we're able to find the identity of a serial killer that fast."

Cynthia nodded while still looking at the pictures. "I suppose so." But that was when she noticed something odd about what she saw on the left shoulder plate of 3 victims. "Wait a minute..." Before she then took a few more photos of other victims, seeing the same thing on their left shoulder plate as well.

"What is it? Did you find something?" Rica asked as she sat next to Cynthia, getting out a cigarette from her own pack and lighting up, checking the photos she'd been checking as she took a drag and blew out the smoke.

"Look at this, baby." Cynthia said as she held several photos together, each showing their left shoulder plate. "These small Chinese symbols. They've been written on each of the victims bodies."

That was when Rica noticed something odd about it. "Hang on. If there were markings on the bodies." Before she took a few files that were in a box. "Then why weren't they reported in the police files?"

"I have no idea." Cynthia said before she tried to read what those Chinese symbols meant, as she could read a bit of Chinese. "It says: 'Fortune favors the bold'. What does that mean?"

Rica shook her head, taking a drag from her cigarette and inhaling before she blew out the smoke from her nostrils. "I have no idea." But then she said with some suspicion. "But I think we gotta go and have a word with the officer who's writing these reports." She said as she looked at the name of the person who wrote these reports of the killings: Detective Fung Li.

"Fuckin' A, baby." Cynthia said before she and her girlfriend finished smoking their cigarettes and laid down to get some rest.

The next day, at the Chai Wan Police Station.

Detective Fung Li was sitting at his desk, doing some paperwork when he got a phone call and picked it up. "This is Zhao." Hearing who it was, he nods while standing up. "Okay, I'm coming up." and hung up the phone, left his office and went to the main entrance.

The receptionist said. "Detective Li. These 2 young women want to have a word with you."

Fung looked at a bench nearby, seeing Cynthia and Rica sitting patiently.

A minute later, he brought them outside to the back of the police station. While putting his hands in his pockets, Fung sighed before asking. "I'm a little busy, ladies, so please keep it short."

While Cynthia lit a cigarette for herself, Rica stepped forward and held a picture of one of the killer's victims, showing the Chinese symbols on his left shoulder plate. "These symbols. Do they look familiar to you?"

Fung took a look at them in the picture, but gave a shrug before he shook his head. "Not a clue. Why do you ask?"

"These symbols were found on the victim's body, and so too on the other ones that the Triad-Killer murdered."

Fung groaned while rubbing his forehead because of annoyance. "Again with the Triad-Killer? Look, ladies, if you're trying to write an article about this guy, make an appointment."

But just as Fung was about to leave, Rica took something out of her pocket while Cynthia took something from what she'd been hiding between her breasts, showing 2 Private Investigator badges. "Do we look like journalists to you, detective Li?" Cynthia asked with a serious face, while in her mind she was thankful for Chang providing these badges for her and Rica. 'I gotta give Chang credit for giving us these fake badges so we can work on the case.'

Fung Li checked their badges, seeing they were real. "Oh for fuck sake. Private I's, huh? I should have guessed." Before he gave the badges back and demanded. "Then what do you want?"

Rica put the badge back in her pocket while stating. "We want to know why you didn't put any record of these symbols in your report. Now, we know that you're in charge of the investigation in this Triad-Killer, so that makes you our best lead. So tell me; what do these words mean? 'Fortune favors the bold'?"

Fung gave a shrug while forming a grin. "I forgot to mention it? How silly of me. Probably just slipped my mind. I mean, there are so many murders out there, I don't have time to check on everything. And no, 'Fortune favors the bold' doesn't mean anything to me. I guess you must have followed the wrong lead, right?"

Rica however didn't buy it. "It just slipped your mind? Honestly, do you think we're gonna believe a shitty story like that? We know that you're one of the best detectives in Hong Kong. We also know that you've been on payroll with the 14K for years now." Fung frowned at what Rica told him, knowing that he was actually a corrupt cop. "Now if I were you, I suggest Mr. Li to drop the bullshit and tell us what the real deal is about these symbols. Or..."

"Or what? You think I'm scared of you and your partner with all that 'big talk'?" Fung asked as angrily looked down at Rica. "I know nothing about these symbols! So take a hike."

Fung then wanted to walk away but Cynthia rolled her eyes before taking a drag from her cigarette and blowing out the smoke. "Yeah, well, the 14K might not be so pleased with you holding back information, Li."

Fung stopped, stood frozen when Cynthia mentioned about the 14K.

Rica smirked as she then added. "Let me remind you, detective Li, several of the 14K Triad were too murdered by this Triad-Killer. We actually had a little chat with him before we got here. And guess what? He agreed with us that you should better tell us why you're holding back information from both the police, and your true employers."

Fung was getting really nervous.

"So, if I were you, you should start talking now. Or...," Rica said before pretending to be in thought while asking her girlfriend. "What do you think, baby? What would the 14K do with backstabbers like Li?"

Cynthia chuckled while taking another drag from her cigarette. "Probably a lot of bad stuff. But that depends on-"

Suddenly, Fung drew his gun and attempted to shoot at Rica, but Cynthia quickly pulled her girlfriend out of the way before the corrupt detective shot at both of them, firing several rounds and making Cynthia and Rica take cover behind a police car!

"Die you bitches!" Fung yelled.

Rica frowned at the guy, while Cynthia drew her own gun. "Better think twice, you son of a bitch!"

Fung however evilly laughed while he kept shooting. "Hahahahaha! And who's gonna believe 2 dead bitches? I'll just say that there was a little shootout with some street thugs, and you 2 were caught in the middle of it." That was when suddenly Fung's gun was shot from his hand! Angrily, Fung looked, only to watch in fear as the guy who'd shot the gun from his hand, was no other than Chang. "M... Mr. Chang?! What are you doing here!?" Fung asked in shock.

"Providing some cover for my personal Private detectives, Li." Chang answered before a van pulled over, where several Triad members came out and took Li into custody while putting a bag over his head.

"What?! What are you doing!? Get your hands of of me!" Fung yelled out "Do you even know who I am?! I am detective Fung Li! I know people, you hear me?! You're dead! You're all dead! LET GO OF ME!" Fung kept yelling while being dragged into the van, being taken away by the Triads as the van drove away.

Chang put his guns away while checking on Cynthia and Rica. "You 2 okay?"

Rica nodded while wiping off the dust from her skirt. "Yeah, thanks for the cover Mr. Chang." Before she took out a cigarette for herself and lit up before blowing out the smoke.

Chang gave a shrug. "Well, you asked for cover, right?" He asked. "Don't worry. That guy's gonna talk, one way or another, to state his little involvement with the Han family."

Both Cynthia and Rica gave a nod. And while going back to their hotel, Cynthia thought about the information they'd been able to find from finding the Chinese symbols, saying: Fortune favors the bold.

Flashback, a half hour ago

The leader of the Typhoon-clan, Paul Chan, was on the phone with the leader of the 14K, while Cynthia and Rica were sitting at a chair nearby. With them were a few Triad members, including Mr. Chang.

Paul hung up the phone and stated. "Well, the 14K don't give a fucking damn what happens to Fung Li, as long as he confesses."

Chang nodded. "Well, that seems to be a relief. The last thing we need is another turf war."

Rica then asked Chang. "Mr. Chang, right after we showed the picture with the symbols saying; Fortune Favors the bold, where do you know of it?"

Chang then stated. "That's easy. Every head of a Triad clan knows of those words. They're the motto of the Han family."

"The Han family?" Cynthia asked.

Paul Chan nodded while he sat at his desk. "The Han family are 1 of the richest families in Hong Kong. Heck, they're going as far as when the British took over Hong Kong over 100 years back. The result of the marriage of a rich lady aristocrat from London to a wealthy landowner here in Hong Kong. At first they made their fortune because of trading with the far-east. But, when the Japs took over during World War 2, well, William Han decided to collaborate with the Japs by... changing his company's policy: providing women to serve as 'comfort women'."

"Really?" Rica asked suspiciously.

Chang then added. "But of course, when the Japs were defeated and went back to their home islands, William Han managed to hide his company's past of collaboration and went back to their old business. But behind the scenes, they still up to this date provide the Triads women whenever we need, business under the table you might ask. William's son, Henry, the current head of the Han family, had kept his hands mostly clean from the human trafficking, trying to be all legitimate in banking and all. But his son, Leonard, still provides women from wherever he can find them."

Cynthia and Rica exchanged a suspicious look, with Cynthia saying. "Hmmm, perhaps that prostitute that 'helped' the killer, might be related to the Han family?"

"Perhaps." Rica said but then said. "But after seeing what the killer has done, with me getting to... know him better, I say the killer is targeting Triads out of anger. Probably vengeance. Because the way that the killer killed his victims with a chainsaw was out of pure hatred, wanting to make his victims suffer to their last breaths. I think he's doing it out of revenge. But what this has to do with the Han family beats me." Before she then glanced at Paul Chan. "I guess that this detective Li could have some answers."

Back at the present

While Cynthia was lying in bed already, Rica was on the phone with her hired assistant in Roanapur. "Yeah, I'm thinking that my little job in Hong Kong is going to take a little while longer than anticipated. I hope you're able to handle it while I'm gone, Alex?"

"No worries, Miss Sawyer." Her assistant, Alex, ensured through the phone. "I'll take good care of the bodies they want me to get rid of."

"I'm glad to hear that. I'll let you know when I'll be coming back."

"Gotcha." Alex said before Rica hung up and laid down next to her girlfriend.

Rica put her phone down and laid next to her girlfriend, snuggling close to her while Cynthia placed the cover over them. While sharing a few passionate kisses, Rica began to think about what the Han family's connection was with the Triad-Killer, wondering if perhaps one of the family-members could be the killer, or someone who was working for them or had worked for them in the past. As their passionate kissing became more lustful and both shared a good fuck, Rica hoped they would find the answers soon.

Meanwhile in Roanapur

Inside a club that was owned by the Cartels, down in the basement, Laura was sitting at a table together with Abrego and a few other high ranking officers of the Cartels, playing a game of poker. And on the table lay a 7 Diamonds, a 7 Hearts, a 7 Spades, a 4 Spades and a 3 Spades.

When Laura placed her chips worth 30,000 dollars, she looked at her next opponents. Both men gave a shrug, with the first going All-Inn with placing his remaining chips worth of 20,000 while the other placed his remaining 4,000 before all looked at Abrego, who glanced down his cards, seeing he had a Queen of Hearts and a Queen of Clubs. Trying not to show he was sure he was winning,

Abrego put more chips on the table, worth 50,000 dollars and said. "Raise." And shoved them on the pile of chips.

Revy, who was sitting at the corner smoking a cigarette, mentally prayed that her girlfriend could win this. 'C'mon, baby. I know you can do it.'

After a short minute of thinking, Laura made her decision and said. "76,000 dollars. All-In." And put all her remaining chips, challenging Abrego if he was willing to go All-In too with his remaining 70,000 dollars worth of chips.

Abrego raised an eyebrow at Laura, but seeing her emotionless face, seeing she wasn't bluffing, he chuckled. "Sure, what the fuck. I go All-In too." and put his remaining chips in the pot, which was now worth 250,000 dollars!

'If Laura wins this, she'll break her record!' Revy mentally said, knowing that if she won this poker game, she would make more money than any other game she'd played before.

All began showing their cards, with the first guy showing a 2 of Hearts and a 4 of Hearts, giving him a sigh. "Pair of 4."

The other showed his cards, forming a big smirk. "Aha!" As his cards were a 10 of Hearts and a 10 of Spades. "Full House, boys!"

Abrego however raised his hand. "Not so fast, amigo." Before he showed his cards. "I have a higher Full-house, with 2 fucking Queens." The other groaned in disappointment before Abrego turned to Laura. "Well, Soldier Girl, it looks like you can't beat me with my high hand-"

"Straight Flush." Laura said.

All 3 looked surprised. "What?!"

Laura smirked as she showed her cards, which were a 5 Spades and a 4 Spades.

Abrego and his 2 men looked in shock. "No way!"

Revy, who had finished her cigarette, walked over to her girlfriend, hugging her from behind. "I didn't doubt you for a second, baby."

"You have no idea, baby." Laura said softly before both shared a kiss.

Annoyed of having lost so much money, Abrego stood up while raising his hands. "Yeah, yeah, just do those stuff in your own time, okay?"

Laura and Revy glared at Abrego. "Shut the fuck up, Abrego and just pay up." Laura said seriously before Abrego signaled 1 of his guards to bring the cash in a bag.

A few minutes later

Revy and Laura walked hand in hand out of the club, heading back to the Lagoon apartment, with Laura holding a bag full of 250,000 dollars over her shoulder as she finished smoking a celebratory cigarette before putting it out on the ground. Laura sighed proudly. "Another pile of good earned poker money to be added to my secret bank account."

Revy nodded. "Indeed, baby." Before she then wondered as they went into an empty street. "You know, if you keep this up, you'll be filthy fuckin' rich."

Laura shrugged. "Perhaps, but that depends on how business would be going with the Lagoon Company." Before she then took some money out of it, which was 50,000 dollars. "Here, so you can have your cutlass' fixed."

Revy smiled brightly as her girlfriend gave some of her winning money to her so she could have her 2 guns fixed after having been damaged during their last job. "Wow! Thank you, Laura!" And gave her a big kiss.

Laura chuckled as they moved on. "Yeah, well. It was one of the reasons I agreed to that poker game with Abrego. Cause I know you're short on money at the moment and didn't have enough to get your guns fixed."

"Baby... I want to thank you badly that I want to fuck you all night long..." Revy softly said before both shared a passionate kiss, with Laura sure looking forward to receiving her girlfriend's reward for helping her with the cash to get her guns fixed.

But suddenly, the 2 lesbian pirates were interrupted when they heard several gun shots in the street next to them. Reacting to their instincts, both draw their guns. Revy was borrowing 1 of Laura's guns. Cautiously, both carefully walked down the street, keeping an eye out for the shooter, knowing from experience that they should never let their guard down in the streets of Roanapur in the middle of the night.

After hearing another series of shots, they heard a girl's voice moaning in annoyance. "Damn it!" Revy and Laura exchanged a short look of confusion as they decided to check it out.

To their surprise, what they saw in the street around the corner was a 12 year old girl, wearing Revy's old raven black leather jacket. The girl, holding a 45 caliber gun, tried to shoot some bottle cans across the street, but missed every shot which made her frustration grow. "Urgh! Damn it!"

Just then, the girl heard footsteps behind her and turned around quickly, aiming her gun at them. "Stand back!" She warned.

But to her surprise, Laura and Revy had pointed their guns at her. "Think twice, kid." Laura warned.

Revy then instantly recognized the 12 year old girl. It was Yin! The Chinese girl she'd saved from that she'd saved from being raped by the child molester, Mike Yin "Yin? The heck are you doing?"

Yin blinked her eyes as she noticed who it was. "Two-Hands?" Before she quickly lowered her gun. "Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you."

Laura glanced confusedly at her girlfriend. "You know this kid?"

Revy nodded while lowering her gun and gave it back to Laura. "Yeah. I saved her one time from being raped by that child molester." But then she asked Yin. "But what are you doing here?" Before she then noticed the bottle cans she tried to shoot. "Target practice?"

Yin nodded as she smiled. "Mmm hmm. After you saved me... you inspired me to become just like you, Two-Hands. I too want to be a lawful gunslinger and help people!"

Revy and Laura shared a surprised glance before Revy sighed before she walked over to her and bent a knee, being on her level as she looked into her eyes. "Yin, listen... Though I should feel honored that you want to be tough and strong when you grow up, but trust me... this life... is not something you want to be part of."

"I know I shouldn't, Two-Hands!" Yin said with a serious face, having already made up her mind. "But what you're doing for the people is so... heroic! When was the last time that me or anyone else in this city ever felt hope? Never! But then you... out of all the bad people in Roanapur, you made a complete change and... I want to keep that hope alive, even after you're gone!" Before some tears formed in Yin's eyes. "Though I... hate this city so badly... this is still my home and... The moment when you gave me hope... I don't want to lose that ever again and... pass it onto the other innocent people of Roanapur! I don't care if people will protest what I want to become... I want to be an honorary gunslinger... just like you."

Revy felt touched by Yin's words. Though she was glad to give some peace and hope to the people when doing some good deeds, she never realized that there are others who want to do the same thing. She exchanged a short look with Laura, and both smiled.

Revy then glanced back at Yin, rubbing her head. "You've got guts, kid. I'll tell you that." Though she preferred that a 12 year old kid wouldn't be running around with a gun, she then offered. "Tell you what? Maybe... from time to time... I could teach you a few things. You know, so you will be able to defend yourself when needed?"

Yin smiled brightly, as Revy offered to train her. "You... you mean it?!"

Revy nodded, while Laura too offered as she bent a knee, being on Yin's level. "And from me too, Yin. After all, I've been in the military and I learned some self-defense which you could use, in case someone would ever bother you again."

Though Yin was overly excited, Revy however held her gun and advised her. "But, promise me this, Yin, to both of us: Even after we teach you how to handle a gun, promise us that you won't use it to kill people. Not until you're ready. Believe me, a kid at your age shouldn't deal with handling after having killed your first bad guy. Can you promise that?"

Yin thought for a moment, but then gave a nod. "I promise. I promise I won't kill anyone... until I'm ready."

Revy smiled at her, before she took a look at Yin's gun. "Hmmm. Honestly, this kinda looks a bit too big for a girl like you. Where did you get this gun, anyway?"

Yin scratched the back of her head, telling a little lie. "I... borrowed it from someone..."

Laura narrowed her eyes at Yin. "You mean, you've stolen it?"

Yin sighed before giving a nod.

Revy shook her head and told Yin with a serious face. "Lesson number 1: If you want to become a lawful gunslinger, never steal anything again from innocent people."

Yin nodded, promising she wouldn't steal anything from people again.

Revy then advised her as she gave the gun back to Yin. "Then you best bring the gun back to where you've taken it from." Before she then formed a small smile. "And tomorrow, I'll teach you a few things and how to better handle a gun." She finished with a wink.

Yin smiled brightly as she nodded. "Okay! Right here?" She asked before going away.

Laura gave a shrug. "We'll think of a better place for you to practice. But we'll meet you here tomorrow, at noon."

"Okay!" And Yin ran away, going to return the gun she'd stolen back to its rightful owner.

When Yin was gone, Laura realized what they were doing was technically crazy. "Baby, what did we just do? We agreed to help a kid become a gunslinger like us? What were we thinking?"

Revy sighed, while some flashbacks from her own troubled childhood flashes before her eyes, remembering herself being Yin's age and having to teach herself how to shoot a gun. "You know, for some reason... that girl reminds me of me when I was her age. Although I had in my day... different views on why I wanted to use a gun..." Before she sadly sighed as her first motive back then was to really kill anyone who would mess with her.

Laura softly rubbed her eyes, ensuring her. "You're not that person anymore, Revy. Now you're doing it for the rights reasons."

Revy smiled at her girlfriend and both shared a long passionate kiss, making them moan as Revy grabbed Laura's ass and softly said. "Please... let's go home, baby, where I can fuck you all night in our bed."

"Then we better go now, baby." Laura moaned as they began rubbing their breasts together, making their nipples hard before Laura raised her top so her breasts hung out, with Revy grinning before she did the same and they rubbed their nearly bare breasts together, making their nipples even more hard before they quickly went back to the company apartment, not wanting to waste anymore time to share another great fuck.

The next day, in Hong Kong

When morning had arrived, Rica and Cynthia wasted no time to begin the day early and continue their investigation. After having eaten some cheap breakfast, Rica contacted the Typhoon clan to see if that corrupt cop Fung Li had told anything. Paul Chan informed them that though Li was very stubborn and having tortured him for hours, bringing close to the edge of death, Li was finally broken and told in his last dying words that he was paid to hold back information about the murders but didn't know the name of the person who paid him, but did share the bankaccount number that transferred the money to his secret account. But though Paul Chan called in a few favors, nobody was able to find out to who this bankaccount number belongs to.

Rica got a little plan and used her phone to call Revy and not long after Rica managed to get Revy on the phone, she requested if Benny could be of assistance. A few minutes later, Rica got on the phone with Benny while she was using a computer at a local internet cafe and told him why she needed his help.

"I'm really surprised that out of all the people in Roanapur, you need my help, Miss Sawyer." Bennie said through the phone.

Rica typed in a few things on the computer while saying. "I know this isn't the usual me, but because of my the new job that me and Cynthia have been giving by Mr. Chang here in Hong Kong, I need someone with a bit more... insight when it comes to software and hacking. And since you're the only one I know who can easily recover information with your hacking skills."

Benny chuckled. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Well, despite you're Revy and Laura's friend, you do own me for this one."

"I'll keep that in mind." Rica said before sending the information over to Benny's computer. "There. You have it?"

"I got it." Benny said as he began to get to work. "Now let's see... this won't take long. Or so I hope..." Benny doubted how long he could hack the information out of this unknown bank account number. "Now if I just break through this firewall... then overriding the transferring system and... Bingo!"

"What do you have, Benny?" Rica waited patiently for what information Benny could get.

"Now by the looks if it, this bank account number that you're sending me sure is an old one, goes back all the way to the 1950's." Benny stated while he kept telling the information he saw. "Hmmm... it was opened at a Swiss bank by William Han. But here's the interesting part: This bank account number was opened only 3 days before William Han passed away, and his son, Henry, though having inherited this account, hasn't put any money or transferred anything from it until... until 6 months ago when suddenly there was placed an amount of 500,000 Hong Kong Dollars on it and all were immediately transferred to a secret account on the Hong Kong Bank, belonging to... Detective Fung Li's wife."

This surprised Rica. "His wife?"

"Indeed." Benny said while getting more information about Fung Li's wife. "But hear this; Fung Li's wife, Barbara Li was placed into a mental hospital 1 year ago."

"Which gave Fung Li full access to it during his wife's absence." Rica guessed before she asked. "In which mental hospital is she staying? I want to have a little chat with her."

Benny did that and had sent the information over to Rica's email. "Sure. Here it is, but... what do you hope to gain from that woman anyway?"

Rica ensured while writing the location of the asylum that Fung Li's wife is staying at. "Well, despite the fact that it is my job to search for a certain person in Hong Kong, Mr. Chang wants to have all the pieces of the puzzle on the table, if you know what I mean. And I don't know if I'll be having anything out of her as she's probably mentally not well, I still need to give it a shot."

Benny understood. "Alright, if you say so. Well, good luck catching that serial killer."

"Thanks, Benny. See ya." Rica said before hanging up the phone and turning off the computer. When she'd paid the owner for using 1 of his computers, Rica walked out of the internet cafe and met with Cynthia at a small diner.

Several minutes later, Rica and Cynthia took a taxi and headed to the Siu Lam Hospital. During the trip, Cynthia managed to get some more information about Henry Han and his son, Leonard. When Rica read the papers that Cynthia printed out, Henry Han is a 67 year old wealthy banker, who is holding a high position into the Hong Kong Monetary Authority. Though Henry is married, they don't have any children, but he has an Indian misstress, with whom he has 2 children; 21 year old son Leonard and 19 year old Yasmin.

Despite Leonard was considered a man that likes parties and is a major playboy, he is rumored to be a big player in the Hong Kong human traffic business, having been accused of recruiting teenage girls from poor families in south-east Asia, promising them a well paid job, only to be sold in the sex-industry or selling them as sex slaves to extremely wealthy men across the globe. Though he has been arrested multiple times, the charges were always dropped cause of lack of evidence.

Yasmin Han however, didn't have a criminal record, or isn't involved with either her father's banking business or her brother's illegal activities and is actually a author.

Rica felt disgusted with Leonard's way of making money. Even looking at the guy's smirk at the photo made Rica frown at it. "This guy disgusts me."

"You think he could have something to do with the killer?" Cynthia wondered.

Rica shook her head. "I don't know. My only guess is that he's considered a big ass pimp, that his daddy is using his wealth to protect him, which makes Henry Han just as much of a suspect. But I have to be sure at first." But then she looked at the photo of Yasmin Han, who looks very beautiful because of her Chinese and Indian and British heritage. She left her out of her list of suspects as she didn't seem to be considered a threat.

When the taxi arrived at the mental hospital, Rica and Cynthia went over to the receptionist, with Rica saying. "Hello, we're here to see Barbara Li."

The receptionist looked at them with a bit of surprise. "Barbara Li? And for what reason do you want to talk to her?"

Seeing it was best to play along, Rica and Cynthia revealed their badges. "We're private investigators, ma'am. We want to talk to Mrs. Li regarding her husband."

After the receptionist checked their ID's, she picked up the phone. "One moment please." And dialed a number. After a minute, she got in touch with the doctor of the facility. "Doctor Demaron. I have Miss Sawyer and Miss Panther for you here. They want to see Barbara Li." When the doctor asked why they needed to see one of his patients, the receptionist answered. "They're private investigators, doctor. They want to talk to her about her husband." After hearing something from the doctor, she nodded. "Okay, doctor." Before she hung up the phone and said. "Doctor Demaron will be seeing you shortly."

After short minute, Doctor Demaron appeared from a big door, entering the main entrance and met with Rica and Cynthia. "You're both here for Mrs. Li?"

Cynthia and Rica both nodded. "Yeah, we are. We just have a few questions for her." Rica stated.

Doctor Dameron however stated. "Miss Sawyer, Miss Panther, I'm sorry that I have to tell you this, but... Mrs. Li passed away last night."

Both Cynthia and Rica looked surprised. "She's dead?" Cynthia asked. "How?!" She demanded.

"We don't know why." The doctor answered while he shook his head. "The police have already been here this morning. You should try it with them."

Cynthia and Rica exchanged a look of suspicion. But just as the doctor was about to leave, Rica grabbed his arm. "Hang on a minute, doctor, if you don't mind?" Before she then asked. "How exactly did Mrs. Li die?"

Doctor Dameron shook his head again while releasing from her grip. "I told you, I don't know."

Cynthia then asked him. "Was she having any illness or something?"

The doctor shook his head. "No, she was actually... healthy, besides from the medications we've prescribed her."

Cynthia and Rica both looked at each other confused before the doctor then excused himself "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to return to my patients." And he then used a card to get back inside the facility.

Rica and Cynthia then later on went to the morgue where they kept the body of Barbara Li. The pathologist explained to them that some traces were found in the medications she was taking, telling them that they'd been tempered with. This was starting to get really suspicious to both Cynthia and Rica, as not even the police didn't had any answers and the whole staff of the mental hospital had been interrogated by them, including Doctor Dameron.

When getting back to their hotel room, Cynthia rubbed her eyes while sitting on the bed. "Well this is getting really suspicious, baby. That corrupt detective was paid by someone through the Han family through his wife's bankaccount number, and now she died under suspicious circumstances right after we interrogated Fung Li."

Rica then knew that there was only one way to get the answers. "Then I say we're going to have to pay Leonard Han and his rich daddy a little visit,"

Though getting an appointment with Henry Han was easier said then be done, trying tried to get in touch with him, Henry Han's assistant told that Mr. Han has a tight schedule. What was worse, nobody even knew where Henry's son, Leonard was. However, when the Typhoon-clan informed the 2 lesbian investigators that Leonard will be hosting a party at his father's mansion the next evening. Seeing this as their change to get close to Leonard and possibly his father, Paul Chan managed to call in a few favors so that Rica and Cynthia could attend the party.

Though they spent the rest of the day checking through some files and visiting a few crime scenes, Rica and Cynthia couldn't really find anything new than the clues they'd found already.

The next night, Cynthia and Rica, after having taken a shower, both got dressed into a fancy black dress, showing lots of cleavage they both bought the day before. And while doing their make-up, Rica's phone buzzed, showing she was receiving a call. Curious, Rica picked the phone. "Frederica Sawyer."

"Heeeey, sister! All going well, yes?!" a happy voice sounded, showing it was Shenhua.

"Oh, hey, Shenhua. How is it going?"

"All good, yes. I'm now at Macau, doing job and was wandering how you guys are doing. Need help with your investigation in Hong Kong?" Shenhua wandered if they needed any help.

Rica assured her as she chuckled. "That's kind of you, Shenhua, but... me and Cynt are doing well so far on our own. But don't worry, if we need any help, we'll let you know,"

"Oh, okay, sister. But... I go and come to help when I'm done anyway, okay? See you gals!"

"No, Shenhua, we-" Rica tried to tell Shenhua that they were doing well off on their own, but Shenhua had already hung up the phone. "Hello?" Before she rolled her eyes as she put the phone down.

"Was that Shenhua?" Cynthia asked while putting on some dark red lipstick.

"Yeah. She said she's now at Macau and will pay us a little visit, wanting to help us out." Rica answered as she put some black lipstick on.

Cynthia gave a little shrug. "Well, if this investigation would become nasty, we sure could use her help."

"Guess you're right, Cynt."

An hour later, after having been picked up by a few Triad-agents, Cynthia and Rica were escorted with a car over to the Han Mansion which lay in the outskirts of Hong Kong. When stepping out of the car, Cynthia was surprised by the size of the place. "Wow, look at this place."

Rica nodded. "Yeah. Reminds me a lot of those mansions I used to clean before I..." Before she sighed while rubbing the scar on her throat, as it reminds her when she was still a normal cleaner, doing nearly all the work to get money while her ex-boyfriend barely did anything for her.

Just then, it began to rain. Luckily, the two Triad-agents gave them both an umbrella. One of them asked. "You sure you don't want us to join you and Miss Panther in there, Miss Sawyer?"

Rica shook her head. "No. If we want to speak to Han's son, we don't want to cause a scene. You just stay here until we're back."

Both the Triad-agents nodded and went back inside the car, waiting for Rica and Cynthia to arrive back.

With their opened umbrellas, as the rain began to pour down, Rica and Cynthia walked over to the main entrance, which was guarded by 5 of Han's personal bodyguards. But when Cynthia showed them the invitation that the Typhoon-clan managed to provide them, the guards let them inside.

Rica was getting a weird feeling why there was so much security at the mansion. 'Security is all over the place. I would say that Leonard is a little bit paranoid." Before she suspiciously thought, thinking that Leonard Han is securing his little 'party' for a reason.

When stepping inside, they saw that the place was looking very luxurious, with all kinds of expensive paintings or artwork. But that was all over shadowed by the loud DJ music that was being played, with over a hundred party people inside, who were either dancing on the dance floor, drinking till they were drunk, making out. Some were even sniffing cocaine. On the few stages inside, there were even several strippers, dancing seducing for the people.

Cynthia shook her head after seeing all of this. "Booze, babes and coke. Leonard Han seems to be quite the party animal."

"Indeed, baby," Rica agreed with her girlfriend. "It's not gonna be easy to find Leonard in this crowd." She said as she couldn't see Leonard Han between the guests.

Cynthia agreed with her girlfriend and suggested. "I guess we should split up, ask anyone if they've seen him."

Rica gave a nod as it was the best idea. "Okay. Be careful, Cynt."

"Don't worry, I will." Cynthia assured her girlfriend.

Cynthia and Rica then began going around, asking some people and wanting to know where Leonard Han was, with most of them saying they hadn't seen him, with a few being too drunk to answer and that even 1 guy tried to dance with Cynthia.

"Hey, sexy, how about a little dance?" He asked while half drunk.

"Fuck off, I'm not interested." Cynthia said with a glare.

But he just grinned and pulled her close to him. "Oh come on, baby, I could show you a really great time, and even a little…private time a bit later." He said with lustful eyes before reaching for her breasts and rubbing them. "In fact, why don't we just skip the dance…and go somewhere else for some very hard fucking?" Before he reached 1 hand down to her ass and squeezed it.

But Cynthia, disgusted that he was touching her like this, kneed him hard in the balls and made him fall to the floor in pain. "Fuckballs. No man ever touches me that way. The only people that I ever allow to touch my breasts, my ass and especially my pussy, are women, specifically 3 women, and especially 1 young, very beautiful and sexy goth girl who is the love of my life. So why don't you just go fuck yourself!" She said before kneeing him in the balls again and walking away.

It took a while but eventually, a girl told Rica that she'd seen Leonard.

"I saw him going upstairs over an hour ago together with some men." The girl answered while pointing to a big staircase that was blocked by 5 guards.

Rica nodded, thanking her for the info. "Okay. Thanks." And then walked over to Cynthia at the other side of the room.

When Cynthia saw her girlfriend coming over, she asked. "Did you find Leonard?"

Rica gave a nod. "Yeah, he's upstairs." She then pointed with her thump to the big stairs that were guarded. "But he's put a few gorillas blocking the way."

Cynthia saw the pretty muscular guards, knowing it would be impossible to get through them. She even noticed a drunk girl trying to seduce a few guards, but they were uninterested and just shoved her off. "I guess pursuing them won't be an option."

Rica shook her head, seeing the drunk girl being dragged out by other guards. "If we want to see Leonard Han, we're gonna have to find a way to distract them."

While they thought of a plan, Cynthia noticed that a few drunk people were mocking the others, which turned them angry but it didn't turn into a physical fight. She then got a little plan. "Hey, maybe if we stir things up here, causing some people to fight, it could distract those guards?"

Rica thought it wasn't such a bad idea. "Hmmm... it could work. But how are we going to make them fight each other?"

Cynthia then noticed the hals drunken guy that was sexually harassing her earlier, nearly tripping over the dance floor. Cynthia formed a smirk. "I think I got an idea." Before she then glanced at Rica, instructing her. "Be ready as soon as those guards leave the stairs."

Rica nodded as Cynthia went into the crowd, approaching the same drunken asshole. The guys smirked as she approached him "Hey, baby. Having changed your mind?"

Cynthia pretended she was turned on and gestured to the guy following her. Blinded by his lust, he slowly followed her. But just as she bypassed a few guys, she grabbed one guy's ass and squeezed it, making him look back, but only saw the drunken lustful guy.

"C'mon, baby, where are you going?" the drunken guy asked, but the one that Cynthia grabbed his ass thought that the drunken guy did it.

"You fucking queer!" and punched him right in the face, causing him to trip backwards, hitting another guy who spilled his drink, thinking the guy next to him did it, making him punch him! And 1 by 1, more guys began to fight for no reason.

Seeing the fight was getting out of hand, more guards showed up, with the big guys guarding the stairs being called in to help, leaving the stairs up unguarded. Taking advantage of the situation, the 2 lesbian investigators managed to slowly reach the stairs and went up.

As they made it to the next floor, both noticed a few doors, with 1 being green, the other red and the last 1 grey. Checking the green door, they only saw it was probably Henry Han's study room. Behind the red door was a big bedroom, with a king size bed, guessing it was either Henry's or Leonard's bedroom. With only 1 door left to check, Cynthia and Rica opened the big grey door, revealing a second big living room with the light being dimmed, a slow trance sexy music was being played. 3 men were sitting on a big cough while 2 stripper-whores were performing a show for them. Cynthia and Rica were shocked that the 2 strippers didn't look older than 14 or 15 years old.

1 of the men, being Leonard Han, chuckled as he gave an elbow to 1 of his buddies. "Do you see now? A couple of months of being disciplined, and now these 2 Korean girls will do anything for you. Hell, they will even let you fuck them in the ass if you want to."

"Hahahahaha! Seriously? Well, in that case, I want to go for a little test ride." 1 guy said, before he lustfully grinned as he stood up and unbuckled his belt and grabbed the 14 year old by the arm, making her go on her knees. "Now, you're gonna suck my dick all deep in your throat, and don't you ever stop."

The Korean girl looked at the guy, with a look in her eyes as her mind was not hers anymore and nodded. "Yes, mister." Before Leonard and the other guy laughed, while the second Korean girl began to strip naked.

Rica and Cynthia grew a hatred for Leonard as he would even turn minors into sex slaves. And in her anger, Rica stopped the music.

"What the?" Leonard wondered as he turned, seeing Rica and Cynthia at the doorway. "Hey, what are you 2 doing here?! Can't you see that this is a private party?" He warned them as the guy who was just getting a blowjob stopped, looking just as surprised as the other 1.

Both lesbian investigators folding their arms. Though they felt this hatred for Leonard Han for treating young girls like this, Cynthia kept a cool head and introduced themselves. "My name is Cynthia Panther and this is Frederica Sawyer, we're private investigators. We're investigating the case of the Triad-Killer."

Leonard and the 2 other guys laughed. "Oh, really? I'm sorry, but I think you got the wrong address, ladies." Leonard mocked them.

Rica frowned before she asked. "We want to know what your connection is to police detective Fung Li and his wife Barbara."

Hearing those 2 names, made Leonard frown and ordered the 2 Korean girls and his 2 men. "Beat it, all of you. Get the hell out!"

Seeing how serious Leonard was, the 2 men nodded and began to leave, while the other with his belt unbuckled grabbed the girl he still wanted to have fun with by her arm and began to drag her with him. "If you don't mind, Leonard, I'm taking this pussy out for a-" But suddenly he froze when an angry looking Rica pointed a small gun to his face.

"No." Rica said with a very serious face. "The girls stay here."

Cynthia was shocked to see Rica like this, but stood behind her on this as it was a way for Rica to try and protect these 2 girls from being taken advantage of even more.

Leonard gave a shrug and gestured to the 2 Korean girls to stand in a corner while his 2 buddies left the room disappointed. Leonard then sat back on the couch, acting like this was just a little chat. "Okay, ladies. What do you 2 want?"

Cynthia stated why they were suspecting Leonard from. "From Fung Li's testimony, he was paid to hold back information about the case. And the bankaccount that was used to pay Fung Li is on your father's name, however, it wasn't used until 6 months ago an amount of 500,000 dollars was transferred to the detective. That was exactly 2 days after the first murder of the Triad-killer took place. And also, on all the bodies of the killer's victims, one small message was always left behind: Fortune favors the bold, which is the Han family's sacred creed."

Cynthia shrugged. "That's very coincidental, don't you think?"

Leonard scratched his chin while he smirked. "An interesting theory you got there. Where is your proof that I was the one who gave that money to Fung Li?"

Cynthia answered. "A good friend of ours told us this morning after he did some more digging. Though that Swiss bankaccount is on your father's name, in a special document he gave his permission that you're allowed to use it at any time when you would be turning 18. So, you're the only one who could've sent that money. We want to hear your version of the facts."

Leonard gave a shrug. "Fung is a good friend of mine. He just needed some extra cash as his anniversary was coming up. He gave me a call and said he wanted to buy something nice for his wife, so from the good of my heart I gave him a half million Hong Kong Dollars, and that's it." Before he then smirked at them. "Nothing to get excited about, right?"

Rica then snapped and leaned close to him before grabbing him by the collar. "Do you really think we're gonna believe that shitty story, do you, Leonard?! We know that it wasn't the first time you tried to bribe a cop to cover your little 'sex slave operation'. We also know that you were more than just a suspect to the police in many other cases. Now if I were you, I would start to spit it all out! Otherwise, we're gonna make sure you're gonna have a big problem on your hands."

Seeing Rica's serious expression only amused Leonard. "Hahahahaha. Feisty one, aren't you? But tell me, Miss Sawyer, what do I have against those idiot Triads that would make me kill them in such a gruesome way?" Rica didn't answer before Leonard grabbed her arm tightly, making her lose her grip on him and kept mocking her while giving a big smirk. "Do you honestly think I would kill my victims with a freaking chainsaw? It would only leave a big fucking mess. No. If I would kill my victims, I would do it the quickest way." He then took out a gun from his pocket.

Cynthia instantly drew her gun and pointed it at Leonard's head. "Don't you fucking dare, asshole!"

Leonard only laughed at that. "Bwahahahaha! Who said I was gonna kill your partner, Miss Panther?" Suddenly, Leonard shot the 2 Korean girls right between the eyes, killing them!

Rica and Cynthia gasped, which Rica answered with a punch in Leonard's face. "You bastard!"

Suddenly, the 2 lesbian investigators heard gun clicks near them. Both looked and saw 8 of Leonard's guards aiming their guns at Rica and Cynthia. Leonard chuckled while he stood up and wiped away the blood from his mouth. "Better think twice before you 2 start crashing my party."

Having no choice but to put their hands up, Rica frowned at Leonard for what he did "What you're gonna do now? Kill us too? Paul Chan from the Typhoon-clan will not be pleased if you do that."

That only made Leonard laugh. "Hahahahahaha! Paul?! That loser? He's a loser! A nobody! His so-called clan doesn't hold any real power within the Triads." While the guards apprehended the 2 lesbian investigators, Leonard further stated while forming a smirk. "Real power comes from when you provide what men truly desire: The pleasures that my beautiful ladies provide. The Typhoon-clan however doesn't share my vision, saying that my girls are too young to provide on the market." Before he then looked lustfully at Rica and Cynthia. "Hmmmm... your bodies would make a fine addition to my clients."

"Fuck you, you piece of shit!" Cynthia snapped.

"Yeah! Like hell we're gonna be your sex slaves!" Rica added.

Leonard sighed as he put his gun away. "Though it is tempting to just throw you girls into a hellhole till your minds are broken, I don't want to mean any disrespect to the Triads that desperately try to find this Triad-Killer by hiring you 2. So, I'm gonna let you go." But then he stared at them with a serious look on his face. "My advice to you amateurs; better put all the pieces of the puzzle together before you're making any accusations of me being the Triad-Killer. You do know who my father is, right? If you start messing around with my business, he only has to make 1 call and you won't wake up tomorrow morning." Before he then leaned closer to Rica with a smirk. "You're the one who should be afraid, not me."

Cynthia then noticed on Leonard's neck the same tattoo with the Chinese symbols as on the killer's victims: "Fortune favors the bold" before he then nodded to his guards and dragged Cynthia and Rica out of the mansion.

Leonard chuckled again before glancing down on the bodies of the 2 Korean girls he just shot. "What a waist." But then he shrugged before he made a phone-call. "Yeah, It's me. Send someone over to... clean up some mess in my mansion."

That night, back at the hotel

Rica lied in their bed after she and her lover smoked together to relieve the stress about what happened earlier, naked, staring at the ceiling, still feeling angry of what happened while Cynthia snuggled close to her while rubbing her cheek. "Baby, are you okay?"

Rica shook her head. "No, I'm not. That... monster! He killed those 2 girls without any remorse!"

Trying to calm her girlfriend, Cynthia planted a few soft kisses on her cheek. "I know what he did was heartless, but... right now there's nothing we can do about it, not without proof."

Both lesbians looked into each other's eyes, with Cynthia showing concern. Rica sighed, feeling she was right. "I know, but... I just can't figure what all those young girls have to go through to become nearly lifeless sex slaves."

Cynthia nodded. "Me too, baby...," Then she encouraged her. "And even if that Leonard-asshole would try to make us into his sex-slaves, he's gonna have to kill us first."

"Fucking-A right, Cynt," Rica softly said before both embraced into a passionate kiss while touching each other.

But, their little romantic make-out was interrupted when Rica's phone was buzzing. While Cynthia touched and sucked Rica's breasts, she checked on the phone who was calling, seeing it was an unknown number.

Feeling she just wanted to ignore the call and continue her passionate night with her girlfriend, Rica picked up the call. "Yeah, who is it?"

"Good evening, Miss Sawyer." A man said through the phone. "My name is Henry Han." Hearing it was Henry Han himself, Rica and Cynthia stopped making love and listened to what Henry Han had to say as Rica put her phone on speaker. "My apologies for calling at this late hour, but I thought it would be better to call you now instead of waiting till tomorrow. I want to make an appointment with you and your partner tomorrow morning. Meet me at 9:00am at the Hong Kong Golf Club. Please be on time." and then he hanged up the call.

Cynthia and Rica exchanged a confused look "Why would Leonard's father want to meet us?" Cynthia wandered.

Rica narrowed her eyes as she put the phone down "Probably Leonard called his daddy to tell us to stay away from him?"

"Maybe," Cynthia shrugged. That was when suddenly something passed her mind. She got out of bed and took some photos from the files.

"What are you doing, baby?"

"Didn't you see the tattoo on Leonard's neck?" Cynthia asked while checking the photos of the killer's victims.

"No. Why?"

"It looks nearly identical like..." she checked all the tattooed symbols on the bodies in the pictures, making Cynthia nod. "Just as I thought. It's the same one as on the bodies."

That surprised Rica and asked her. "You have a photographic memory?"

Cynthia shrugged "Something like that. I can easily remember everything that I see."

This made Rica to think "The same tattoos on the bodies, his father trying to cover his son's crimes-"

"Indeed. Though Leonard is only a possible suspect of being the killer, he's a pretty guilty looking one."

However, Rica had her doubts. "It still doesn't make any sense. When I looked into that guy's eyes, he wasn't looking like somebody who would take out his vengeance on those Triad members, not even carrying a chainsaw to do that. But you're right about one thing, baby. Leonard and his father are looking pretty suspicious to possible Triad-killers."

When Cynthia took a better look at the tattooed markings, including remembering correctly the details on Leonard's tat. "Wait a minute... the kind of ink that has been used for these tattoos." Before she then began to smile. "I know someone who could help us solve that piece of the puzzle, baby!"

"Really? How?" Rica wondered as she shoved closer to her.

Cynthia explained. "I know a guy in Hong Kong who's also a tattoo artist. And he's the only 1 I know of in town that uses that specific ink for tattoos."

Rica nodded. "Then we should pay him a little visit, right after we've talked to Mr. Han." Then she seductively shoved even closer to Cynthia, rubbing her breasts from behind. "But first... I want us to have a bit of fun before we go to sleep..."

Cynthia moaned. "Ooooh yeah... definitely..." And both shared a passionate fuck before they fell asleep in each others arms.

The next morning

As it was 8:50am, Rica and Cynthia stepped out of the car, followed by 2 Triads from the Typhoon-Clan. Rica glanced at them, wanting to say that she and Cynthia could handle it on their own, but one of the Triads said. "Dialo Chan insists that we accompany you and Miss Panther this time, Miss Sawyer."

Rica sighed with annoyance while she and Cynthia walked over to the entrance of the golf club. "Geez, doesn't your boss trust us on this one or something?" She asked the 2 guards

Cynthia held her hand as the front door was opened by an employer of the club, and whispered to her. "Don't worry. We'll ditch those guys once we're back at the hotel and sneak away to get to see the other tattoo artist I mentioned,"

That earned a small smile from Rica and whispered back. "Thanks, Cynt,"

As they approached the reception desk, an old man in his 70's, wearing an expensive suit walked towards the ladies and asked. "Goodmorning, ladies. I am Cervantes Ying, head of the Hong Kong Golf Club." Before he cleared his throat to remind them. "I hope you do know that this is an exclusive club for members only, right?"

When the 2 Triads looked with daggers at the old man, Rica assured the old man "We have an appointment with Mr. Han. He'd invited us."

The golf club owner raised an eyebrow at them before he held his finger up and walked over to the reception desk. "1 moment, please." And dialed in a number

After less than a minute, the old man returned with a small smile. "Henry will be expecting you." Before he gestured to follow him. "Follow me. I don't want you ladies to get lost,"

But just as he was about to escort Rica and Cynthia to Henry Han, Cervantes glanced at the 2 Triads. "And… you are?"

Cynthia ensured while telling a small lie. "Oh, don't worry. They are our… Caddies."

Both the Triad members raised an eyebrow at each other.

"Hmmm… I see." Cervantes said before they moved on. "Right this way."

To see how luxurious the Golf Club was, with dozens of wealthy rich members enjoying themselves while their servants (or Caddy) would polish the golf clubs or carry the golf bag for their masters.

Rica shook her head. "Big stick - Little ball. I never see the point in this game."

Cynthia gave a shrug, though somehow agreeing with her girlfriend. "Usually the bad guys in a movie would be playing golf with all the big shots of society."

When they were led to the golf driving range, where members could practice with their clubs, Rica and Cynthia noticed Henry Han at the back, with a young woman accompanying him. Cervantes led them inside before he walked away.

The 2 lesbian investigators, followed by their 2 Triad 'bodyguards', walked over to Henry Han and the young woman, who they recognized as Yasmin, Henry's youngest daughter from his Indian mistress.

At the back, a hulky gorilla-looking guard stood watch, who Cynthia recognized from Leonard's wild party. 'Well, well, a familiar face.' Cynthia mentally said as she glanced at the hulking bodyguard for a few seconds.

When Yasmin stood ready to swing her club, she hit the ball hard, making it fly over the driving range, reaching 250 yards.

"Nice shot." Cynthia complimented Yasmin.

The 19-year old woman smiled as she gave her a nod. "Thank you."

Henry then walked over to them with his golfclub in hand. "Ah, Miss Sawyer and Miss Panther. Glad to see you here, and on time too." Before he shook hands with both investigators. "Would you both want some coffee?" Henry suggested as he was about to call a servant.

But Cynthia shook her head. "Oh, no, thank you,"

"No thanks." Rica too declined the offer.

Henry then introduced his daughter to them. "I want you to meet my daughter, Yasmin. Yasmin, these are, as I could remember correctly, Cynthia Panther and Frederica Sawyer."

Yasmin gave them a friendly nod. "Pleasure to meet you both."

Henry chuckled as he explained. "My apologies. Me and my daughter usually go golfing together."

Rica and Cynthia shook their heads "That's alright." Rica said.

Yasmin then asked them with a smile "Do you play?"

Rica gave a shrug. "No, I've never played golf before."

Cynthia scratched awkwardly the back of her head. "I tried once, but I think the owner of the last golf course is still looking for me." She stated as she had tried to play golf once, but had angrily damaged the green when it didn't work out for her.

Yasmin chuckled as she told them. "It's an interesting sport. Me and my father have been playing since I was 7. It requires not only strength, but also a cool head and absolute precision."

Henry then suggested. "Would you 2 care to hit a few balls with us? After all, there's no danger of damaging the greens here,"

Cynthia and Rica exchanged a short look before they both shrugged, not minding to play a bit of gold with Henry and his daughter. "Sure, why not."

Henry smiled brightly. "Excellent!" He then asked his daughter. "Yasmin, why don't you help with Miss Panther while I'll instruct Miss Sawyer?"

Yasmin nodded. "Sure, Dad." Before she then said to both lesbians. "Grab a club and join us."

While the 2 Triad bodyguards just stood and watched as both Cynthia and Rica took a golf club, Yasmin told Cynthia as she took a ball. "Now, the most important thing is to grip the club correctly." Before she instructed while showing how to hold the golf club. "When you feel ready, you swing."

Cynthia remembered a few things after trying golf the first time and did as Yasmin told her. When she was about to swing, Cynthia hit the ball hard, sending it over at least 190 yards.

Yasmin nodded with proudness. "Very good. It seems you have a knack for it."

Allowing Yasmin to hit next, Cynthia gave a shrug. "Nah, just beginner's luck. I never was able to hit the ball further than 80 yards when I tried it the first time."

Yasmin chuckled after hearing that and stood ready to swing. "I'm guessing you didn't have a pretty good instructor, huh?"

Cynthia shook her head while she frowned. "Nope. That asshole was only staring at my butt the whole time,"

After Rica was shown by Henry how to swing the club, she hit her ball, sending it at least 150 yards.

Cynthia gave a small clap for her girlfriend. "Nice one, baby."

"Thanks, Cynt." Rica thanked her, though she felt this wasn't really her sport.

When Henry hit his golf ball, sending it 200 yards, he asked. "I assume that golf isn't your sport, right?"

Rica shook her head. "Nope. I'm more of a 'Badminton-girl'."

After both had hit several more balls, with Rica and Cynthia getting a bit better with each shot, Rica knew that Henry wasn't just inviting them over just to play golf and asked with a bit of a serious tone after Henry hit his ball 210 yards. "Mr. Han, why don't we just cut to the chase and tell us why you've invited us over here."

Henry sighed as he allowed Rica to grab a golf ball and said. "I heard that you and your girlfriend have been asking questions about my son."

Yasmin was just about to stand ready to hit her golf ball as Rica answered to Henry. "Yes. We want to know if Leonard is linked to the Triad-Killer case,"

Hearing that, made Yasmin gasp as she just was about to hit the ball but lost grip of her club and fell into the green. Cynthia raised an eyebrow at Yasmin for reacting like that when her girlfriend mentioned about the case they were working on.

Henry narrowed his eyes first at Yasmin for her clumsiness before glancing at Rica who hit her ball at least 240 yards. "My son has nothing to do with that sordid cadet."

Rica then shrugged at him. "Then he has nothing 'to fear' for our investigation." Before she then mocked his son. "Besides from the nasty 'human traffic' business he's involved in."

Yasmin stared frozen, listening to hear how Rica was disgusted with her brother's infamous crime business. Cynthia began to get suspicious at Yasmin's behavior, which Rica too began to notice.

Henry didn't grab a new ball and placed his hand at his heart, stating with some drama how he felt insulted and how they accused his son of something like that. "You wound me, Miss Sawyer. I can assure you that my son has nothing to do with those things, let alone killing Triad members. I'm telling you, you and Miss Panther have no business investigating my son."

Rica narrowed her eyes at Henry for defending his son's crimes despite the hard evidence while Cynthia put her golfclub down and stood next to her girlfriend, saying with a serious face to Henry. "With all due respect, Mr. Han. It's up to me and Rica to decide who we want to investigate."

Yasmin was in her mind in total shock. 'Could they… could they be the ones?' She mentally asked herself as she watched how Cynthia and Rica stood up against her father.

Just as Han's bodyguard stepped forward, the 2 Triad members were this ready to keep him at a distance while reaching for their guns, but all 3 were stopped by Han, Cynthia and Rica.

Henry gave a chuckle and said. "Now, now. There's no reason to argue about this. I'm sure we could sort this out." Before he then asked with a small grin. "Just name your price."

Rica frowned at Henry. "Are you trying to bribe us, old man?"

Henry chuckled as he shrugged. "Let's just say I want to show you girls where your interests lie." He then took out a checkbook from his pocket that lay on a railing and a pen.

As he opened the checkbook, he was this near to write down, but then Yasmin stepped in. "Father! We're here to play some golf for a nice time together! For God's sake, not everything is for sale, you-"

"SHUT UP!" Henry warned his daughter, which shocked her. "One more word, and you'll regret it, Yasmin." Henry said with a very serious tone, as if he was going to do something bad towards her.

Fearing her father's reaction, Yasmin stepped backwards. Cynthia and Rice fell sympathy for her and increasingly hatred towards Henry for treating his daughter like this.

Henry then smiled to the 2 lesbian investigators and asked whole writing down on the checkbook, like be was already making his offer. "Now tell me; how much do you both want to leave my son alone?"

Cynthia and Rica didn't say anything as they just frowned at Henry before the old man chuckled as he showed them a written check with his signature, showing it was an offer of 5,000,000 American dollars. This kind of offer even shocked Cynthia and Rica, which was nearly enough to start a new life together.

Henry smirked. "Pretty decent offer, don't you think?" He puts the check in Rica's hand. "All for you 2. All I ask is that you close the file on my son."

Yasmin sighed sadly while closing her eyes, believing that the 2 tough ladies would succumb to their greed as she'd seen it so many times in every one brave enough to investigate her family. But suddenly, she heard a paper being torn apart, which opened her eyes, seeing in shock that Rica tore the check of 5 million dollars apart!

"I think you completely misunderstood us." Rica said before she threw the torn paper check away. "We decide who we want to investigate!"

Cynthia nodded and put her golfclub down. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have a case to solve!"

As Cynthia and Rica turned their backs, Henry angrily warned them. "Stay away from my son! If you won't, you both will regret it!"

Cynthia and Rica stood still for a moment, before Rica smirked at Henry and said. "Have a nice day, Mr. Han," and walked away with her girlfriend, followed by the 2 Triad members, leaving angry Henry and a shocked Yasmin behind.

An hour later, back at Rica and Cynthia's hotel room

Before Rica and Cynthia could plan to ditch their Triad bodyguards, Rica got on the phone with Mr. Chang.

"Hold on! Let me get this straight." Chang said shocked on the phone. "You're telling me that Henry Han made an offer of 5 million to you and Miss Panther to drop the case and you refused it?"

"That's what I'm telling you, Mr. Chang." Rica said. "But is it true of what Leonard said about Paul Chan and the Typhoon-Clan? That they don't have barely any power within the Hong Kong Triads?"

Chang sighed as he stated. "Well, I'm not gonna lie to you. Sure, the Typhoon-clan isn't as powerful as they might seem, but Paul Chan is a man of honor, and I can respect that."

"What do you try to gain, Mr. Chang?" Rica got curious. "Why do you support the Typhoon-clan out of all the Triads in Hong Kong?"

"That is none of your business, Miss Sawyer." Chang began to sound stern. "All that you and Miss Panther are here for is to find that Triad-Killer. Speaking of which; as you're trying to dig deep into the Han family, I say you two suspect Leonard Han to be the Triad-Killer?"

"Well him or one of his men." Rica stated. "Leonard has the time and means... not to mention the fucked-up attitude to go along with it as how he treats woman like shit and thinks he's like 'king of the motherfucking-world'. The only thing that is missing is a motive, which I'm guessing he hasn't. He is on good terms with the other Triads, besides Paul Chan and his clan, but that still doesn't make sense why he would then kill all kinds of members of every Triad. The only thing that connects him with the victims are the tattoos. And what makes it more suspicious is that his father is trying to protect him no matter Leonard's sins. If I want answers, I need to dig deeper." Before she then asked Mr. Chang "Is there a way you could do some background check on not only Leonard and his father, but possibly those who are now and used to work for him?"

Chang didn't like the sound of that and said. "Well, Miss Sawyer... checking the alibis of every single employee of the Hans 1 by 1 is gonna be a lot of paperwork."

"I understand. If you can find anything suspicious about the Han family, please help us out."

"I'll do what I can, but don't expect any miracles." Chang said before hanging up the phone.

That was when Cynthia returned to the hotel room and asked. "So, what did Mr. Chang say?"

Rica sighed while putting her phone down. "He said he's gonna do all he can, but doesn't promise anything." Before she asked her girlfriend. "Are there any other ways out of this place so we can ditch those bodyguards of Paul Chan?"

Cynthia however shook her head. "I checked all the possible exits of this cheap hotel. Problem is that there are only 2 ways to get out. The first is the main entrance and the other the fire-escape at the back, but both are being watched by some Typhoon guards." But then she formed a smirk as she told her. "But I have another idea,"

"What do you have in mind?"

Cynthia gave her girlfriend a wink as she grabbed her jacket. "Just follow my lead." and both went out of their room, heading downstairs.

When they made it to the entrance, the same 2 bodyguards were there, with 1 asking. "Where to next?"

Cynthia gave him a serious look and answered. "We're heading downtown. Rica and I need to go by some shops that sell chainsaws, with one being in a mall."

Understanding where she and her partner wanted to go next, the 2 bodyguards gave a nod and escorted them to the car. Once all were in, the car drove off.

An hour later, when all arrived at the Hong Kong mall, it was a very crowded place with hundreds of people going shopping. Rica now understood how they could escape their bodyguards. Following Cynthia through the crowd, which the 2 bodyguards had trouble to keep up with them, they were still able to see them. When Cynthia and Rica entered a big store called 'Big Garding', the 2 bodyguards tried to keep up and entered the shop. But to the 2 Triad members' shock, they couldn't find the 2 woman investigators.

"What the?" 1 asked. "Where the hell are they?!"

"We saw them entering this place." The other said before suggesting. "They must've gone to the main office of this place. C'mon." And both went to the office of the owner of the shop.

But unknown to them, Cynthia and Rica took the fire escape outside. When the 2 lesbian investigators quickly walked through some dark hallways, both went through a door, exiting the big mall.

Rica chuckled. "That was brilliant, Cynt!"

Cynthia gave her a wink as they moved on. "Told you it would work." She then whistled loud with 2 fingers, calling for a nearby cab. "Taxi!" Before the cab stopped close to the two women and both entered. "Take us to Wellington Street." Cynthia told the cab driver before the Chinese man nodded and drove away.

10 minutes later, at Paul Chan's office

The Leader of the Typhoon-Clan got a phone call from his 2 employers who he'd told to keep close to his private investigators. Angrily, he smashed his fist on his desk. "WHAT!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LOST THEM?!"

"I-I-I'm telling you boss..." The guy awkwardly and scared, answered on the phone. "We thought they went into one shop, like they said, and now... they've vanished. We've searched the whole mall and questioned lots of people. They're gone."

"YOU FUCKING IDIOTS!" Again he slammed his fists on his desk. "You better find back my 2 investigators, or you're gonna wish you were never born!" Before he slammed the phone, breaking contact. He then took his phone again and called some of his contacts.

Back with Rica and Cynthia

After they'd paid the cab driver, both walked down the long street, till they made it to a tattoo shop called 'Ring of Fire'. Though on the door it said it was closed, Cynthia and Rica entered the place, both saw there was nobody around. Cynthia called for the one who she knew owned the place "Nico! Nico? Anybody home?"

Rica raised an eyebrow. "Looks like he's not around."

Cynthia shook her head. "Nah, he's got to be in here. I called him while I was checking for any possible exits back at our hotel." Before she called him again. "YO! Nico!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! I heard the first hundred times, Jesus!" A guy with a bit of a Russian accent annoyingly said as he walked down a stairs and opened a door, entering his tattoo shop with him wearing a morning coat. "Can't you read the sign that says we're...!" Before he then looked surprised to see Cynthia in the shop.

Cynthia placed her hands on her hips while forming a grin to him. "Is that your way to greet an old friend?"

The owner of the tattoo shop, Nico kept looking with surprise before he smiled "CYNT! Ah, good to see you." Both shared a hug. "It's been too long since we met in Roanapur!"

"Good to see you too, you crazy Ruski." Cynthia said before she asked after breaking the hug. "What? You forgot so soon that I called you?"

Readjusting his morning coat, Nico scratched his head as he chuckled. "Hahahahaha! Sorry about that, Cynt. I was... kinda busy upstairs, if you know what I mean?"

From the doorway, a nearly half-naked Afro-American peaked in and asked while taking a big sip of vodka. "Nico, who the hell is it?"

"Oh, just an old friend of mine, Lily, no worries." Nico ensured his girlfriend.

Lily chuckled as she was clearly half drunk and touched herself. "You know... If you wanted a foursome or somethin', you could've just asked me, big boy..."

Nico, feeling embarrassed, walked fast over to Lily and told. "No no no! It's not that! It's just..." Before he tried to tell her, he told her to leave. "Listen, why don't you stay upstairs and wait for me, okay? Till I've helped them out. It won't be long, I promise!"

Lily sighed. "Okay, alright. But don't be long, okay? I really wanna..." Before she took another big sip of vodka. "You banging my ass!" As Rica and Cynthia exchanged an amusing smile.

Nico quickly wanted her to go back to the bedroom. "I will! I will! Just wait for me, I'll be back up there soon okay, baby?"

"Okay... just be back on time as I'm... soooo hot." She said before she walked up the stairs but gave herself a slap on her butt, wanting her boyfriend really badly.

Nico chuckled as he closed the door. "Hahahaha! Sorry about that." He apologized to Cynthia and Rica. "I hadn't seen my girl for nearly a year, and after I picked her up from the airport yesterday, we had a really big private party in our bedroom upstairs, know what I mean?!" He nearly shouted.

Smelling the stink of alcohol in his breath, made Cynthia wave her hand over her face. "Yeah, I can clearly smell it."

Nico then glanced at Rica, forming a grin. "Ah, so you're Cynthia's girlfriend that she talked about?" Before he then laughed. "Hahahaha! Did I ever tell you that me and Cynt to have been busy when-"

"Not now, Nico!" Cynt annoyingly said.

Nico gave her a shrug. "What? Don't tell me that you didn't enjoy it too?"

"I said, not now, Rico!" Cynt warned him.

Nico raised his hands. "Fine, fine. Have it your way then."

Rica raised an eyebrow at her girlfriend. "Have you been busy? What is he talking about?"

Cynthia sighed as he explained with a bit of awkwardness. "I guess I should have told you this, baby. Nico and I once had a..." Before she felt even more awkward to say the last part.

Rica however began to understand the awkwardness as it was clear that they had a one-night stand once. "Oh. I see."

Nico couldn't resist telling the tale. "Yeah, we uhm... had drank too much that night some years ago, and-"

Cynthia warned her old friend. "Hey! Don't push it, Nico! It was 1 night and that's it."

"Okay, okay." Nico raised his hands again. "Then, what brings you here to Hong Kong, Cynt? Other than seeing me again?"

Cynthia took out the photo of one of the killer's victims with the photo of the tattoo. "I want you to take a look at this tattoo. I recognized the kind of ink used and that you're the only 1 I know of who's using it."

Nico took the picture and took a look at it. "Hmmm... Fortune favors... the bold?" Before he then looked in shock as to what those Chinese Symbols stand for. "Geez, Cynt. Where the fuck did you get yourself into this time?!"

"It's part of a little investigation we're on." Rica then said. "We want to know what connects your tattoos with that of Leonard Han and of possibly others."

"Leonard Han?" Nico asked with a bit of shock. "Jesus fucking Christ! That dipshit that sells off little girls at the black market?!" Before he quickly handed back over the picture. "Oh no! No no no no! Whatever you crazy bitches are after, count me out!"

"NICO!" Cynthia said with a very angry tone as she grabbed him by the collar. "We don't have time for your cowardness! Now tell us why you put these tattoos on several other people, including Leonard Han."

Nico sighed and began to say. "Okay, okay, I'll tell you guys." Before Cynthia released him. "It all started with Leonard Han. He came by my shop 2 years ago and asked me to do that tattoo on his neck. Then later on more and more men came to my shop, wanting to get the same tattoo as their boss."

"Their boss?" Rica asked surprised.

Nico nodded but gave a shrug. "No idea what the hell that meant, but they all paid cash. And I'm not the questioning-type."

Rica raised her hand. "Hold on, hold on! They ALL said that they wanted to have the exact same tattoo as their boss? They all said that?"

"Yes, yes. I told you that right now." Nico explained. "Heck, there was this private investigator named Marcus North that came by several months ago, when..."

That was when some things in Rica's mind began to get into place quickly: The way how the killer kills his victims in pure anger and hatred with a chainsaw. The connection between the victims, though coming from different Triads, they were all connected to Leonard's human trafficking business. The calling card from an escort service that doesn't exists. The strange behavior of Yasmin when they met her at the golf club after mentioning about the Triad-Killer case. Everything began to make sense.

"Holy shit..." Rica said.

"What? What is it, baby?" Cynthia asked her.

"Leonard is not the Triad-Killer!" Rica called out loud.

"What do you mean?" Cynthia asked in surprise as Rica no longer saw Leonard as the main suspect.

"The killer is after Leonard, his men and his whole operation! It all makes sense now!"

Nico was in complete shock. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! TRIAD-KILLER?!" Now he wanted to stay out of this and walked back to the door leading upstairs. "No! No no no no no! I'm not getting involved in this shit! THIS is the reason I left Roanapur in the first place!" And slammed the door shut.

Both Cynthia and Rica exchanged a confused look, but Cynthia understood it better as Roanapur had become too much for Nico that he left after only 1 month of spending in that city.

Just then, both heard a big thud from upstairs. "What was that?" Cynthia wondered.

But suddenly, both heard a loud screaming from Lily upstairs. "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Shocked, Rica and Cynthia ran to the door, opened it and quickly ran upstairs, seeing in shock Lily with her throat sliced open and was choking in her own blood and Nico's body on the bedroom door with a tattoo machine pen right through his skull!

While Cynthia tried to help Lily, Rica ran over to Nico, checking on him. He was dead. Rica then saw an open window. She ran over to it and peaked out, seeing a figure running away. "HEY!" Rica called before going after him.

Back with Cynthia, she tried to help Lily to keep pressure on the wound, but it was to no avail, as Lily succumbed to her wounds and slowly died. "Oh my God... she's dead." Cynthia said in shock. She rose up and checked on Nico's body and sighed before closing his eyes. "Poor bastard. He didn't deserve to go down like this."

And, eeing no other option, Cynthia called the police of what happened.

A minute later, Rica walked back into the tattoo shop, being out of breath as she couldn't keep up with the guy that she suspected had murdered Nico and his girlfriend.

Cynthia joined her and said. "I already called the cops. They should be here any minute,"

Rica shook her head as she tried to say while being out of breath. "I tried to keep up with that guy... but he was so fast and then... drove away in a car."

"Did you get the license plate?" Cynthia asked.

Rica shook her head again "No... but I did see the kind of car he was driving in. A white Sudan."

15 minutes later, while the Hong Kong police was investigating the crime scene, some officers were questioning Cynthia and Rica. A female officer asked them while checking their Private Investigator badges. "So, you 2 then heard a big thud, ran upstairs and then found the 2 victims?"

The male officer then wrote on a notepad. "And the car was a white Sudan?"

Rica nodded. "Yeah, we told you this a thousand times."

But when the female officer checked their badges even better, she began to narrow her eyes and then frowned at Cynthia and Rica. "Are you 2 trying to make a fool out of ourselves?"

"Excuse me?" Cynthia asked, surprised.

The female officer puts their badges in her pocket. "These badges are forged."

Before Cynthia and Rica both looked in shock.

Both officers took out some handcuffs and arrested Cynthia and Rica. "Okay, that's it. You both are going to the station."

While putting handcuffs on them, the female officer told them their rights. And after the police officers placed the 2 lesbian investigators into the back of the police car, they drove off.

Rica whispered to her girlfriend. "How? How the hell did they figure out that we were using fake badges?"

Cynthia shook her head while whispering back. "I don't know. We gotta explain this to the Triads to bail us out."

"HEY! Quiet in there!" the male police officer said to them.

But just as they seemed to go to the police station, the police car suddenly took a different turn. "Wait, where are we going?" Cynthia wondered.

But then, the male officer took out his gun and said with a serious tone. "I said quiet!" Before both Cynthia and Rica looked in shock.

The female police officer then smirked as they began to slow down and drove into an abandoned warehouse. "Mr. Han wants to have a little chat with you 2."

When the police car stopped inside the warehouse, both saw over 20 armed guards with their guns and machine guns at hand, surrounding them. 1 of them, which was 1 of those gorilla-looking guards from Leonard's party, opened the door of the car and grabbed Rica tightly before tossing her out of the car.

Cynthia was this close to beating the shit out of the guy who hurt her girlfriend but was then suddenly pulled out of the car by 3 guards. "You shit fuck! Get your fucking hands off of me!" Cynthia yelled as she struggled to get loose but was pinned down the floor as 1 guard took away her gun.

Both Cynthia and Rica were put on their knees next to each other, while they heard someone coming inside the warehouse and paid the corrupt police officers lots of money. "Great job you 2. Now get lost" Rica and Cynthia recognized that voice; it was Leonard.

Leonard then walked over to Cynthia and Rica with a big smirk on his face while having his gun at hand and said as he leaned close to the 2 lesbian investigators. "I told you that it should be you who should be afraid."

Then, someone else entered the warehouse, followed by 2 more guards. It was Henry Han with his hands behind his back and said as he shook his head at them. "You 2 should have listened to me when you had the chance, Miss Sawyer and Miss Panther. You should have dropped the investigation and taken my offer."

Rica then noticed the white Sedan car behind the corner, which made her frown at Leonard. "You bastard! You followed us and killed Nico!"

Leonard chuckled as he took out his pocket knife, which had Lily's fresh blood on it. "Guilty as charged."

Cynthia looked at Henry while narrowing her eyes. "Wow. Raising your son to be a murdered, pimp and sex trafficker? Some example you are, old man." The tattoo artist said sarcastically.

Henry patted his son's shoulder. "Leonard has his faults, but he's still my son."

"So you bribe, threaten and kill anyone who investigates your son's role in the criminal underworld?!" Rica yelled in anger.

"I do whatever it takes to protect my family, Miss Panther." Henry stated before he confessed with a grin. "You know, by investigating into this 'Triad-Killer' you and your girlfriend have known too much about the Han family's involvement into the sex slave-industry. It would only be a matter of time you 2 would have figured out that I too was involved in it from the start."

This shockingly surprised Rica and Cynthia. But this was starting to make some sense and Rica guessed. "So... all that work to clear your family's name by doing legitimate banking business was all a sham, right?" Before she glanced around, looking at all the Han's personal guards. "All these men... this whole thing of picking innocent girls and women off the streets and selling them on the black market like pigs... Leonard is not the leader of this operation. But you are!" As she glared angrily at Henry Han.

Henry chuckled. "My, my, quite the private investigator you are, Sawyer. Yes, it's true. I'm the 1 who's truly leading this operation. My father was foolish to help the Japs with providing their soldiers 'comfort women' during the occupation of Hong Kong during the war, right in the open." Henry frowned while tightening his fists. "He ruined everything for us. Destroyed the Han family's reputation!" But then he began to smirk evilly. "But, unlike my father, I used my brains to still provide the Triads with women whenever they needed them, while behind the scenes I would lead a legitimate business and fought hard to restore our family's honor and respect."

"Honor and respect?" Cynthia angrily called. "You mean lying to the people while destroying so many lives behind the scenes."

Henry gave a small chuckle. "Not merely destroying them. I gave those women a better life; a life of adventure."

"Adventure?!" Rica angrily asked. "You're manipulating all of those woman, turning them into lustful, mindless sex-zombies, only to satisfy any pig that buys them and treats them like dirt! Some life of 'adventure' that is." Rica angrily said with some sarcasm.

"Believe all you want, ladies. I have nothing personal against all those girls and women. It's only business." Henry then sighed while forming a smile. "Though I do provide lots of women, I keep the most beautiful ones to myself. How else do you think I met my mistress, who gave birth to my smart and wonderful 2 children?"

Leonard then spoke as he grabbed Rica by the collar. "We all do whatever we can to 'protect' our family, no matter the cost." Then he then gave a shrug before releasing Rica. "Even if it comes to tying up some loose ends, and keeping some of our family at bay."

Cynthia and Rica had not 1 single bit of sympathy left for either Henry and his son, while this made sense to Rica as to why Yasmin was suddenly acting afraid when her father told her to stay out of his business despite having a good time at golf. "By mistreating and abusing your own sister? You're a sick fuck, Leonard Han."

Leonard leaned close to Rica. "And you, Frederica Sawyer, are nothing but a cleaner." Before he then kneecapped her hard in the stomach!

Cynthia wanted to grab Leonard but was then hit behind her head by a guard, which nearly made her faint as she fell on the floor and was grabbed up by 2 guards while Leonard kept kicking Rica in the stomach!

"You think you're so tough by having the guts to come and investigate me and my family, hmmm?" Before he then kicked her in the face, making Rica's nose bleed "All you do is clean other killers' dirt and dispose of their bodies in Roanapur. You are nothing but a little shit in a big-ass world." Then he then chuckled as he grabbed a nearly motionless Rica by her hair and raised her while leaning close to her face. "A little shit, who messed with the wrong guy at the wrong place." Then he then licked her cheek, which disgusted her. "But before I'm gonna dispose of you and your girlfriend... I think I want to have a little bit of fun with you." Before he then slowly snaked his hand down into her pants. "It's been long since I've banged into someone's pussy-"

But then, Rica suddenly bit Leonard in his right ear, ripping a piece off, making him release Rica while grabbing his bleading ear!

"AAAAAAAAARGH! YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU... YOU BITE MY EAR OFF! FUCK!"

Some of Han's guards grabbed Rica and began to beat the shit out of her, but were stopped by Henry. "No! Don't waste your energy on this bitch. She'll be gotten rid of... the old fashioned way." Before he then glared at Cynthia and then the other guards. "Take Miss Panther and Miss Sawyer out for a walk. A very... long walk."

As the guards dragged the 2 lesbian investigators away, tying up their hands and feet before tossing them into the back of a van, Henry attended his son's wounded ear. Leonard glared at a bruised up Rica, who smirked at him before spitting out the piece of ear she bit off the bastard. And when the doors of the van closed, some guards started the van and drove their 2 captive lesbians away to an unknown location.

A while later

The 2 corrupt cops had driven to a private place, where the female officer began to give her partner a blowjop, bobbing her head back and forth on his cock. "Mmmmm. Mmmm. Mmmmm."

But that was when they heard a voice nearby. "Well, shit, coppers, look like I get here too early." Shenhua said with a bit of dark humor, startling them and making the female nearly choke on her partner's cock.

"Hey, what the fuck, bitch?!" The male cop asked with anger.

But Shenhua, not in the mood for games, took out 1 of her kunai blades and expertly threw it at the male cop, stabbing it into his left kneecap and making him scream in pain before she swapped the female officer away before she got into the male cop's face. "Now I got your attention, we talk about where your boss take my 2 sisters. Where are they?!"

"Go to hell, bitch!" The cop answered.

But that only got Shenhua even more mad and, knowing that she didn't have much time, took out her blade and cut off his left hand before she stabbed the female officer in the right hand as she tried reaching for her gun, making her scream as well. "I in no mood for games. Where my sisters?!"

"We don't know! They didn't tell us!" The female officer answered while holding her stabbed and bloodied hand.

"Wrong answer." Shenhua said before she picked her up and slowly cut off her left ear with her blade, making sure it was painful.

"AAAAAAAHHHH!" The female cop yelled out in pain at the loss of her ear.

"You're crazy, you bitch!" The male cop said, still in pain.

But Shenhua turned towards him and said. "Kidnapping people I care about make me do crazy shit like torture. Now, last time before I cut off your dick: where my sisters?!" Before stabbing him in the right eye slowly so he wouldn't die, making him scream in agonizing pain.

Meanwhile

Inside the van that drove away from the city, Rica sighed while trying to sit despite her hands and feet being tied. Cynthia did the same while sitting next to her, saying. "Fucking damn it! How could I be so stupid to call the cops when Leonard killed Nico and his girlfriend!"

Rica shook her head. "None of us could have known that those cops were owned by Han." But something didn't make any sense to her. "But how... how could those cops know that our badges were forged?"

"Probably someone in either Mr. Chang's clan or the Typhoon-clan tipped off Han, and he then paid that corrupt bastard and that bitch to kidnap us." Cynthia said before she sadly sighed and asked her girlfriend. "We're not getting out of this alive, are we...?"

Rica sadly looked at Cynthia. Though she wanted to assure her that everything would be alright, Rica knew that that would only be a lie as there was nothing in either the van or they had anything with them that could help them escape. She sadly shook her head. "No..." Before she then rested her head on her shoulder. "But either way... I want you to know that... you're the best thing that has ever happened to me..."

Both looked into each other's eyes, with Cynthia forming a small smile as a tear fell from her eye "You too, baby... and I never regretted that I stayed in Roanapur to be with you... even... when we were looking for the Triad-killer..." Before both shared a kiss, believing that this would be their last moment together. And as they waited for the inevitable, Cynthia began to think about her mother.

Flashback

Having been staying at Irena's place for a week now, Cynthia felt that it was time to tell her mother the truth of how she truly ended up in Roanapur. Rica would be there to support her girlfriend and even agreed to tell the truth about her past and what she's been doing really in Roanapur.

When they had returned to the house after going out to a restaurant, Rica and Cynthia sat on the couch and Irena at the opposite side as they began to tell the truth, with Cynthia telling her mother why she'd truly left for Thailand to pay off the money that the guy she killed back in her old tattoo shop in San Francisco, being forced to work in Roanapur. Cynthia even told her what the city of Roanapur was like and what it had done. And eventually, Rica finally gathered the courage to tell her girlfriend's mother her part of the story; what had happened during her youth, having her throat cut by her ex-boyfriend and having to become a cleaner and body disposer.

Irena was in complete shock as she just listened and was nearly frozen of the terrible truth. When she finally rose up from her chair, Irena immediately embraced her daughter in a tight hug as she sobbed. "Oh, Cynthia...!"

Cynthia began to cry. "I'm so sorry, mom...! I wanted to tell you, but... I was afraid that the mafia would do something horrible to you!"

Irena shook her head as she ensured her daughter. "It's okay, Cynthia... I understand." Before she then even hugged Rica, which surprised her but was thankful for the hug and even returned it. Irena then broke the hug and said. "You know, though I do not approve that you're still living in that godless city, sweetheart... I'm so proud that the corruption of that awful place hasn't changed you." Before she wiped away the tears from her eyes. "And you... both of you... you're both so lucky to have friends that watch over you there."

Cynthia and Rica both exchanged a nod. "Yeah... we are fortunate to have them as our best friends." Rica said with a smile, knowing deep down that Revy, Laura and Shenhua were the best friends and sisters they could ever wish for."

Irena then added. "And I understand now why you stayed in Thailand, sweetheart. All I want you is to be very careful. If something would happen to both of you, I wouldn't know what to do."

"I know, Mom..." Cynthia nodded, knowing that if she would die in an awful way in Roanapur it would devastate her mother, as she had it already hard enough after her father passed away. "I promise that I'll be careful. Both of us,"

Rica nodded. "Yeah, we promise."

Irena formed near tears in her eyes as she told them both while placing her hands on their shoulders. "Listen... if you... if you ever decide to leave that city... you can come here and stay with me as long as you both want. I'll help you both in any way I can."

Cynthia began to cry and embraced her mother. "Oh, Mom...!"

Rica too embraced Irena in a hug and formed a small smile as a tear fell from her eye, being thankful that Irena is such a kind woman.

Back in the present

Cynthia and Rica felt that the van was about to stop. Both heard the 2 men exiting from the front and walked to the back, opening the backdoors with their guns at hand. Cynthia and Rica frowned at them, with 1 of Han's men saying with a smirk "This is it, ladies. You're final destination." Before both then grabbed the 2 lesbian investigators and dragged them over the sandy ground, planning to kill them and dump their bodies somewhere. But not far away from them, they heard some-kind of old engine being tried to turn on.

With his gun looking everywhere, 1 guy dropped Cynthia and looked around "What? What was that?!" Another engine sound was being heard. "Show yourself goddammit!" he angrily called while his partner began to panic.

Rica however could recognize a noise like that all too well from her job in Roanapur. "Wait... is that the sound of a... chainsaw?"

The chainsaw engine sound flickered on and from the bushes, a figure appeared and charged at the 2 men like a maniac with a big chainsaw in hand. The first guy had barely time to react before his belly was sliced open, exposing all his intestines before his head was sliced in half by the figure's chainsaw!

Cynthia gasped. Though Rica was used to people being cut into pieces with her chainsaw, she was surprised by what this figure was capable of.

The other guy was in total shock. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Before he began to shoot at it, but the killer deflected the bullets by using its chainsaw. As the guy's bullets were out, he tripped backwards and crawled back till his back was at a tree. "Wha... what the FUCK! You're... you're it! The... The fucking Triad-Killer!"

Showing barely any emotion, the Triad-Killer raised its chainsaw and cut him in half from head to bottom while blood and organs splintered apart! As soon as it was sure that Han's last bodyguard was dead, the Triad-Killer, now completely covered with its victims blood, walked over to Rica and Cynthia who still lay on the ground, glancing down at them while standing in the shadow.

Rica and Cynthia exchanged a confused and bit of scared face before looking back up the killer.

The Killer, wearing a sweater with a hoodie over its head and a leatherface mask, jeans and boots, then said. "Fear not, Miss Sawyer and Miss Panther. I'm not here to kill you."

Cynthia blinked her eyes at what the killer they've been looking for had actually saved their lives. "Why did you save us?"

The killer formed a grin behind its mask. "Because you 2 are ones that will give me what I truly want: Revenge on those that took everything from me. You showed me that you're the kind of investigators that aren't that easily corrupted, when you turned away Henry Han's offer."

Cynthia was confused, while Rica gasped as she then suddenly realized who the Triad-Killer truly was! "No way..." Rica said. "Yasmin Han?!"

The killer sighed as it stepped out of the shadow while removing its hoodie and removed its mask, revealing a female face. To Rica's confirmation, it was Henry Han's 19-year old daughter; Yasmin!

Cynthia stared with wide eyes at Yasmin, revealing to be the Triad-Killer all along. "Yasmin?! You... you're the Triad-Killer?!"

After wiping off the blood from parts of her face, she nodded. "I am."

But suddenly, Yasmin heard something which made her look behind her quickly, seeing several Kunai blades being thrown at her! She was able to deflect some, but 1 hit her in the leg and one in her arm! "AAAAAARGH!"

Cynthia and Rica looked in surprise as out of a dune, Shenhua appeared and jumped high, landing close to Yasmin and grabbed her machetes, trying to hit Yasmin but she was able to dodge Shenhua's attacks before she turned angry and turned her chainsaw back on.

"Shenhua, stop!" Rica called before Shenhua would go and attack Yasmin.

"You too, Yasmin!" Cynthia warned Yasmin "She's our friend."

"She... she attacked me!" Yasmin said while her rage was boiling over.

Shenhua too was looking furious at the Triad-Killer. "And you want to kill my sisters, bitch!" She raised her machetes, ready to attack her, while Yasmin too stood ready to slice the Taiwanese assassin into pieces.

Rica heavily shook her head as she tried to get up. "No, Shenhua! Yasmin here just saved our lives from those assholes she just killed."

Shenhua raised an eyebrow at Rica before glancing at Yasmin and asked her "You did not kidnap my sisters?"

Yasmin shook her head. "No. I did not."

Shenhua then apologized. "Oh, so sorry! I not knowing you were friend of my sisters as well." Before she then turned to Rica and Cynthia, using one of her blades to cut them loose.

"What are you doing here, Shenhua?" Cynthia asked.

"And how did you know that we were here?" Rica added.

Shenhua smiled as she gave a shrug "Saving my sisters of course. Why else I would come to Hong Kong?" Before she then smirked while checking her blades. "And how I find you? That asshole and bitch cop told me, after I cut off a few eyes and limbs they tell me everything, know what I saying?"

Rica chuckled while she rubbed her wrists. "Please tell me that you at least killed them after you got the info."

"Of course I did." Shenhua shrugged while giving a smile. "I do not want all Hong Kong police after my ass when cutting them some."

Cynthia, while taking one of the dead guys' guns and ammo, thanked Shenhua. "Well, either way. Thanks, Shenhua." And all 3 shared a hug, though Rica was a bit injured from being beaten hard by Leonard so they had to be careful with her.

As Yasmin walked over to them, Rica turned to her and said. "You have some explanation to do, Yasmin, if you don't mind."

Yasmin gave a nod. "Yeah. I guess I do..."

After having disposed of the 2 Han guards, Yasmin sat at the back of the van, with Rica sitting next to her while Shenhua placed some bandages on Rica's wounds and Cynthia leaned against the van.

Yasmin sighed as she began to tell. "Yes... it is true. I am the Triad-Killer. I killed all those men... those bastards that plucked out poor innocent girls and women from the streets across the world and sold them like sheep, all who were secretly working for my brother and father!"

Cynthia raised an eyebrow as she asked. "So... you did all of this because your father was selling woman as sex-slaves?"

"My father is more than just that! He's a monster! He manipulated my mother, humiliated her... raped her over and over again, until she lost the will to fight back and became... a sex addict..." Tears formed in Yasmin's eyes as her memories of her Indian mother of seeing what happened to her hurt her deep in her soul. "I was too weak to defy my father... unable to stop my brother from what my father was... maybe even worse. Though we were rich and I could have everything that a girl could ever want... I felt like I was in a prison... forced to show what my family wanted me to show to the world, acting like we're a happy family. All my life I had been trying to stay out of their true business, fearing even for my own life as my father even threatened to sell me on the slave market too if I would ever tell anyone about his busines... And Leonard... my own brother... blackmailed me... taking advantage of me several times... with him doing all he wanted with me... and me... doing all those kinds of things that... that..." she began to cry that her own brother even raped her a few times.

Shenhua, Rica and Cynthia felt sorry for Yasmin for what she had to go through all her life.

"I felt... so alone... that I... even wanted to give up on life... as I had nobody to protect me or... take me away from that awful nightmare..." Yasmin revealed that she had even given up on life and nearly wanted to kill herself. But then she began to form a small smile while looking up as tears fell from her eyes. "But then... I met someone... Marcus..."

Rica looked with surprise. "Marcus? Do you mean, Marcus North?"

Yasmin now looked with surprise before wiping away her tears. "You know him?"

Cynthia explained. "Nico told us that Marcus North, a private investigator, had come to his tattoo shop one time to ask for questions about Leonard's criminal activities."

Yasmin nodded as she stated. "Yes. Marcus is... was a private investigator. He was investigating my father and brother's sex trafficking business, wanting to expose the whole operation. One night, when I wanted to... end it all..." She stated while revealing the big scars on her wrists. "I filled my bathtub with water and I... cut my wrists... hoping I would slowly succumb to death, being free from my brother and father..." Then she formed a small smile. "But Marcus had found where I was going and... he saved me. After he told me that he was investigating my family... I told him everything, about all the abuse... my brother raping me... He said he would protect me if I would help him to bring my father and brother to justice. So... I did. I tried to provide him with all the evidence." A tear fell from her eye. "But as the time we spend together... wanting to bring the whole human trafficking business of the Han's to an end... we... we fell in love... and shared so many nights together. For the first time in my life... I felt safe... knowing that he would take me away from all of this... but..."

Cynthia narrowed her eyes. "Your brother and father figured out you were backstabbing them, right?"

Yasmin sadly nodded. "Yes... One night, I was dragged out of my bed by my brother's men, being brought to a warehouse, revealing... Marcus... all bruised and beaten, sitting on his knees while Leonard placed a gun to his head. I... I begged Leonard to spare him... but... he shot him anyway..." Yasmin's rage boiled over while tears kept falling from her eyes. "Though I was... devastated... my brother raped me again, right in front of all his men. They... They all laughed at me! And... At that moment... something snapped in my soul while I kept staring at Marcus' dead body! I... I wanted to make them pay! ALL OF THEM!"

For Rica, all the pieces of the puzzle were finally put in place in this case. "Now I see the whole picture. You created the Triad-Killer, so you would have your revenge on your brother and father, wiping out anyone who was involved in the Han's despicable business, to avenge all those women that had suffered a worse fate and avenge the death of your lover." Then she gasped again, as she then knew who this 'unknown prostitute' was that was able to bring 'the killer' near its victims. "In order to get close to your targets... you pretended to be a prostitute, a sex-slave of your father and brother's business. You allowed them to drink the alcoholic beer where you put the drugs in, 'played' with them and allowed them to have some 'fun' with you while waiting till they're finally all passed out, so you could kill all those men. Killing those pigs that ruined your life, taking Marcus away from you, slaughtering them in the most gruesome way imaginable. All of them."

Yasmin gave a nod as her rage slowly cooled down. "Yes... all of them."

Shenhua was quiet the whole time, as she could only imagine how hard it was for Yasmin to endure all of this.

Cynthia then asked Yasmin. "But... what about Fung Li and his wife Barbara? Who else would pay that corrupt cop a half million Hong Kong Dollars to stay silent about the Triad-Killer case?"

Yasmin then admitted. "It was me. I was the 1 who paid Fung Li through my grandfather's secret Swiss bank account to Barbara Li's bank account. Though Fung Li is also paid by my brother to keep quiet about the sex slave business, I paid him far more than my brother and father. But I remained secretive of my true identity, so he wouldn't suspect a thing."

"Then... how did you get so much money from your father?" Rica asked.

Yasmin gave a shrug. "It was easy, really. Because I had a passion to become an author, I simply convinced my father that I needed money to publish my own book by myself. So, he gave me a check of 500,000 Hong Kong Dollars to start with, stole that old Swiss bank account to use it and gave the money to Fung Li so he would remain quiet while I would go through every pig of my brother and father's organization."

"But... why wasn't your father and brother concerned as they kept losing so many men?" Cynthia asked.

Yasmin shook her head. "They didn't need them anymore." She answered, making Shenhua, Rica and Cynthia look surprised before she told them further. "In a couple of days, all the Triad clans will come together for a special meeting. Most of the talk is just about the usual business. But my brother... he wants to use that meeting as a perfect opportunity to gain more support in his and my father's sex slave business."

Rica then understood it. "Of course! With the full support of the other Triads, they would do Leonard and Henry's dirty work, meaning all those men that were killed or were on Yasmin's target list would no longer be needed!"

Shenhua held up her machete and suggested with a grin. "I saw we pay visit to those 2 assholes and cut their asses into pieces, ending this for good."

Yasmin shook her head. "That's not enough." Making everyone look surprised at her. "Nobody must be allowed to continue my father and brother's work."

Rica nodded. "Yasmin is right. If we only kill Henry and Leonard, the whole operation would most likely be taken over by one of Henry or Leonard's other men."

Cynthia then got an idea as she formed a smirk. "Well... Chang and Paul Chan did hire us to find a 'Triad-Killer' for them, right? I say we bring them a killer, using that little meeting as the perfect opportunity to make it look like Leonard Han is the 'killer' while we also shutting down their operation for good. The sex slave business would be down, Leonard Han would be labeled as the killer and Henry Han will lose everything."

All 4 exchanged a look. After a minute, Yasmin said. "It... it could work, but... you guys are gonna need hard evidence to make it look like my brother is the killer, and wiping out my family's business will take an army to do that."

Rica, Cynthia and Shenhua exchanged looks while forming a grin. "You sisters think what I think?" Shenhua asked with a smirk.

Rica gave a nod as she took out 1 of the dead guys' cellphone. "It's time to call Soldier Girl and Two-Hands and get them in on this."

When Laura and Revy joined Shenhua, Cynthia, Rica and Yasmin in an old cabin outside Hong Kong the next day, the 2 lesbian investigators told their sisters everything and the plan they had in mind and both Two Hands and Soldier Girl felt intrigued and confident to help Yasmin to wipe out the Han's family's sex slave business for good.

And their plan was carefully and would go like this: Shenhua would go to the Wu Shi-club, which is used as a cover as it hides the auction for sex slaves at the back. Before that auction would take place, Shenhua would free all the girls and women and plant several explosives throughout the building, destroying it, making it look like a gas leak explosion.

Laura and Revy would go to the Hong Kong Airport, where they sabotaged the planes that were used to pick up the girls from different countries and finally, while Benny, who was convinced by Laura and Revy to provide the 'fake' evidence against Leonard, Rica, Yasmin and Cynthia will go to the Triad meeting to show the evidence.

So, the whole thing played out at the same time, at the night of the meeting, inside a big conference room at the top of a high building in the city, 1 day after Laura and Revy arrived in Hong Kong to assist their sisters.

Mr. Chang would be at the meeting as well, feeling kinda worried that his 2 hired private investigators have gone missing and Paul Chan frustrated that he couldn't provide the killer as he'd promised to the other Triads. Henry is confident that this soon-to-be-deal will bring his family the respect they deserve while Leonard is enthusiastic about this.

When Cynthia, Rica and Yasmin stormed into the conference room when Leonard Han had the word, both him and Henry are surprised the 2 lesbian investigators were still alive, while Chang smiled in relief.

When Cynthia and Rica showed the (fake) evidence, Leonard denied it. But as the 'evidence' was so powerful, Paul Chan, in his anger, gunned down Leonard.

Henry, though shocked by this, played along, pretending how disappointed he was at his son and attempted to continue the meeting and get the support of the other Triads for his 'business', much to Yasmin's disgust. That was when Henry got a phone call from 1 of his employers and Henry had no choice but to put it on speaker as everyone was intrigued to hear how his 'business' is going so far. They all heard that the auction place was destroyed and all their planes were out of service, much to Henry's shock.

And it was then that seeing all the Triads are about to drop their support to Henry Han, seeing his business has now reduced to dust, he snapped and attempted to kill his daughter. But before they could interfere, Henry puts a gun to her head and took Yasmin as a hostage, trying to get out of the building without Cynthia or Rica interfering.

But, just as they're entering the parking lot down below, Rica and Cynthia managed to save Yasmin with help from Mr. Chang, as he shot Henry's gun out of his hands.

Mr. Chang then said that he'd known all along that Yasmin was the real Triad-Killer after doing a bit of his own investigation, finding evidence of what Yasmin had to go through during her youth. He allowed Yasmin to avenge her lover and all those women and girls before Yasmin was handed over a chainsaw from Rica and she used it to kill her father.

A few days later back in Roanapur

in the Yellow Flag bar, the girls' group was celebrating with some well deserved drinks, as well as Revy, Laura, Rica and Cynthia smoking a few cigarettes as all have been given a fair share of the reward for bringing down the 'Triad-Killer'. Yasmin was there too, having decided to spend a few days with the people who did this for her.

Yasmin told them that though she had in fact inherited everything that was left from her father and brother, she sold most of the property and gave away most of the money to all the people who were victimized by her brother and father, while keeping some to start a new life for herself.

And while the others were distracted by the drinking and smoking, Cynthia got turned on as she wore her girlfriends' vibrator panty while Rica was doing what her Cynt had done for her in the restaurant before they went on this job, making her quietly moan as her pussy was getting very wet. "Mmmm…oh fuck."

Rica smirked after she drank down a glass of rum. "Getting horny, baby? Does that sexy pussy…wanna get fucked?"

Cynthia, after downing her glass of rum, got up and quickly went to the bathroom, where Rica soon joined her. After she took off all her clothes, with Rica doing the same, Rica pinned her to a wall and got out a double sided dildo and put it inside her own pussy. "Baby, what are you gonna do?" Cynthia asked curiously.

Rica spread her girlfriend's ass cheeks apart before putting the other edge close to her asshole. "I'm gonna thrust into your asshole while my pussy gets pleasured, baby." She answered before she thrusted into her girlfriend's ass, going as hard and fast as she wanted while her pussy was getting pleasured by the other side of the dildo. "Ah! Ah! Fuck! Oh yeah! Aaahhhh, shit! Yes! Oh yes!"

Cynthia was feeling great pleasure as her girlfriend was fucking her ass. "OH YEAH, RICA! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OH SHIT! OH MY ASSHOLE! OH YES!"

And after 20 minutes, both lesbian lovers felt their climax coming and cummed very hard, making their juices soak the dildo while a few of it leaked on the floor. And after they caught their breath and sat down on the floor, they sucked on Rica's dildo to clean it before wrapping their arms and legs around each other.

Rica then lit up a cigarette, taking a drag and blowing out the smoke. "You know what, baby?" She asked while holding her cigarette to her girlfriend's mouth.

"Hmmm?" Cynthia asked after taking a drag, inhaling and blowing out the smoke from her nose.

"Despite the fact that we're just a cleaner and a tattoo artist, we make a great team as private investigators." Rica said before taking a drag from their shared smoke and inhaling before exhaling the smoke from her nose.

Cynthia smiled while rubbing her girlfriend's breasts. "Fucking A right, Rica..." Before Rica flicked their shared cigarette into the nearby toilet and both embraced into a sexy, passionate tongue kiss.

There you go, my dear friends, Chainsaw and Dances chapter is complete. Sorry that the end of the investigation didn't have much details, but I couldn't think of anything. That, and the chapter was already 30,000 plus words long, and I didn't want to make it any longer than that. Anyway, rate and review, hope you all enjoyed it and I'll see you all next time, my dear friends.