January, 1937: Peking is a heady mix of privilege and scandal, lavish cocktail bars and opium debs, warlords and corruption, rumours and superstition -- and the clock ticking down on all of it.
Then one bitterly cold night, the body of an innocent mortal is dumped there. It belongs to Pamela Werner, the daughter of a former British consul to China, and when the details of her death become known, people find it hard to credit that any human could threat another in such a fashion. Even as the Japanese noose on the city tightens, the killing of Pamela transfixes Peking.
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