“Close the door but leave the light off .” A sudden, low, hoarse voice was commanding in the shade. “You take the boys to bed fi rst. Then we talk.”
For an instant, Mei was scared. Luckily the light of the kid’s room was on, which cast a long shape of brightness on the fl oor stretching to the legs of a chair.
On the chair, out of the light, there was a dark figure making a small, controlled groan. Mei moved to the side of her elder son, who just stared at the fi gure and remained immobile. Without the little boy sleeping in her arms, she might have screamed as her normal reaction.