Yong's Shadow

Previously

…As he left the bookstore later that day, the familiar unease returned, sharper now. The shadow was there again, a dark silhouette against the setting sun, a silent sentinel. This time, Yong didn’t shy away. He met the shadow’s unseen gaze with a determined stare, a silent promise that he would not be deterred. The game, he realized, had truly begun. And the stakes were far higher than he had ever imagined. The past, it seemed, was not content to remain buried. It was calling out, demanding to be heard. And Yong, the quiet bookseller, was answering its call.