“Who?” He gave a laugh, as if the topic of discussion were some mundane thing rather than self-preservation. “Oh so many, so many. Most are not here, they’re over in China, in other countries, but some are probably here. When with the Sun Yee On, I had to do a lot of things to a lot of people that other people weren’t happy with. I’m not in that business anymore, but even then because of that, I have to be careful. My father finds me, and he can take me back any second.” The young man’s words were energized, almost upbeat despite the hinting at of committing atrocities. “No one is here to protect me but me. Only me. Even my father….” He shook his head. “He’s why so many want me dead. So no. No protection. Why, you offering?”