164 Hurt My Pride
Why is he ignoring me? Lina asked herself on her ride home.
Lina instructed the cab driver to take her past her dad's home on the way.
The taxi slowed down and Lina got a look at Yanlin's store front.
Burnt black and a pile of ashes, not even the door survived.
Lina felt the worst about the apartments above the shop; the fire had damaged those homes and there was a huge crowd of people in the street watching the firefighters clear the wreckage.
Young mothers with small children sat on chairs provided by neighbors and cried in despair about their ruined apartments.
Lina was mortified; she hid her face from the crowd and told the cab driver to speed up.
If one of the neighbors had recognized her it would be a witch-hunt.
Lina rubbed her forehead; sick with worry.
Yanlin could have killed someone, he could have had one of those child's lives on his hands. What was he thinking?