Leo "The Whisper" Chang
Leo “the Whisperer” Chang knows a lot about secrets and silence. He runs the backroom mahjong game behind the fish market on 12th, and if words had weight, his came feather-light — just enough to tip the scales without leaving fingerprints. He's also the most likely person to have heard about missing won ton recipe.
"You know anything about a missing won ton recipe Leo," I asked him.
“Funny thing about recipes,” he murmured. “They’re only paper… until someone’s willing to kill for them.”
"What's the word on the street, it could be worth something to you."
"Madame Wu and her body guard were seen on the street outside Feng's restaurant last night. But you didn't hear that from me. Harry Wo can probably tell you more."
Madame Wu's body guard wasn't someone you casually shared shots with unless they were from the muzzle of his gun. I'd need to be on my guard from here.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.
Leo "The Whisper" Chang
Leo “the Whisperer” Chang knows a lot about secrets and silence. He runs the backroom mahjong game behind the fish market on 12th, and if words had weight, his came feather-light — just enough to tip the scales without leaving fingerprints. He's also the most likely person to have heard about missing won ton recipe.
"You know anything about a missing won ton recipe Leo," I asked him.
“Funny thing about recipes,” he murmured. “They’re only paper… until someone’s willing to kill for them.”
"What's the word on the street, it could be worth something to you."
"Madame Wu and her body guard were seen on the street outside Feng's restaurant last night. But you didn't hear that from me. Harry Wo can probably tell you more."
Madame Wu's body guard wasn't someone you casually shared shots with unless they were from the muzzle of his gun. I'd need to be on my guard from here.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.