The lights were off as I peered through the glass of the doors. There was light coming from the hall beyond the bedroom door and casting a dim glow into the room. It had no vestiges of Oriental culture, but rather looked like the bedroom of a Hollywood movie star.
I quietly slipped through the doors and looked around the dark room, trying to find a safe where Jade Chen might be keeping the blackmail evidence.
I looked back at the French doors, expecting Jeffrey to have followed me up. But he never came.
Maybe he found another way in...