"You son of a bitch, Julian." Romeo smiled wide, fist-bumping him. "Where the hell have you been?"
"Here and there. Listening to all kinds of birds, hopping about from Hong Kong to Macau to Singapore. Little bit of Tibet on the side."
This Julian person placed his arm around his shoulder and gestured to Wolfe and Leon. "You got new clients? What are they, widowers or dying soon?"
"No, we'll be married tomorrow. To each other." Leon also placed his arm around Wolfe.
"Oh, congratulations then. Sorry, I got used to encountering people seeking my Romeo here for ghost marriages." Julian shrugged. "Guess you're just going on a trip then? Feng shui reading? I Ching?"
"It's related to our little bird incident." Romeo told him.
The man snapped his fingers. "Ah, that. Yes, I've heard rumors. You're lucky I'm back on time for your birthday, boss."
