—Jack Reeves.
Jack!!!
The name struck Zhou Chen's mind like a bolt of lightning.
"I found Jack Reeves's photo in the police department's classified files, along with a confidential document issued by the FBI." Liu Ling handed him a thin file folder.
Zhou Chen opened the folder. Inside were several photos taken from different angles. Some were headshots, while others were taken surreptitiously. They all showed a handsome Western man with a high-bridged nose and well-defined features. He looked to be in his early thirties, with calm brown eyes and a steady, reliable air about him.
