But he had to mention Kim Ji. If there were one person in all the world who could terrify Jack, it was the demure but deadly crime boss known as the Dragon Lady.
Undeterred, Emmett resumed his position, his knee pressing alongside Jack’s. “What do you know of him?” he asked, meaning Lin.
Jack grunted, his standard response. “Much as you.”
No, Emmett doubted that. Lin Ji was the reason the two men now traveled together. It’d been years ago, Emmett just a teenager and Jack already building the ruthless reputation that still preceded him. A hit had been out on Lin Ji at the time—come to think of it, a hit was alwaysout on the guy. Jack had tried to cash in on it but something had gone wrong, something he still refused to talk about, even to Emmett, and he’d wound up in Oregon, beaten and bound in one of Kim Ji’s warehouses off the wharf.