Everyone waited impatiently for Wolf to finish making the call to
Damon's beeper, each of them lost in their own thoughts.  After
dialing a string of numbers, and relaying his message to Damon to the
operator,  Wolf snapped his cellular phone shut. "That's it, now we wait."
They all looked at the phone in his hand, as if their combined stares
would cause it to ring.

	Tom's face showed his uncertainty and nervousness.  "How long
do you think that will take?"

	Wolf shrugged apologeticlly. "Sorry, I don't know.  Sometimes
right away."  He ran his hand through his hair. "Hell, I don't even know
if he still carries that thing.  I mean, this was before he got really
good with that mindspeaking thing."

	Tom looked at him; what the Hell was his cousin talking about?
Mindspeaking?  The only time he'd encountered that term was from 
some of those fantasy and magic books he read as a kid.  They couldn't be
talking about the same thing, right?  That was impossible in real life,
wasn't it?  "Mindspeaking?" he asked aloud.

	Peter took Tom's arm and sat him down.  "Tom, I think this would
be a good time to clue you in on some of the family heritage..."

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	Ling Han Tsu surveyed what was left of the room Damon had used to
hold his family prisoner.  He gritted his teeth as he thought of the
his ex-right-hand man.  If it were not for the actions of Damon and his
traitous nephew, the Sing Wah would have been victorious in that battle.  
If he could get his hands on those two now, he would...Tsu broke off his
thought for vengence as he watched one of his men trying to rehang a
tapestry. "Be careful with that, you fool!"  

	Tsu's new right hand man, Lo Tou, came in with a cardboard box
overflowing with Damon's personal belongings.  "I have cleaned out that
traitor's room, Master Tsu.  Where should I place his items?"

	All of a sudden, a muffled sound was heard coming from the box.
Lo Tou dropped the box.  The sound came again. Beep, beep.  Tou knelt down
and carefully shifted through the items until he came upon the
sound's source.  

	"What is it?" Tsu asked, reaching for the palm sized black box.

	"It is Damon's beeper," Tou replied. "Someone is attempting to
contact him."

	"Who is it?" Tsu asked.

	Tou leaned towards Tsu's hand so that he could read the display.

			IMPORTANT
			NEED TO TALK
			AM AT POP'S
			WOLF
			555-1998

	"It is Damon's nephew, Master."

	"Good, good, do you know where he is?" Tsu asked.  Now they had
an idea on where to find the Caines.

	"Yes, according to this message he is at his father's.  He is
probably talking about his place in Chinatown." Tou started.  

	Tsu's hand smacked against his cheek.  "What do you mean
probably?  You are my new right hand, why do you not know for sure?

	"I will get on it right away, Master." Tou replied, rubbing the
sting from his cheek.

	"See that you do," Tsu commanded, in a firm voice, "I want those
traitors dead!"