If a snake can shed its skin, why can’t a woman? Olivia Jones specialises in running from trouble and she’s had a whole lot of practice. Leaving her previous persona in Brazil, Olivia reinvents herself. Her long red locks become a blonde pixie cut. She forsakes her remote beach hut for a high-rise apartment in Macau, the most densely populated city on earth. In Southeast Asia, she must catch a tiger by the tail. An ex-colleague is hiding behind a new identity. He’s the only one who can call off her pursuers. Unless she finds him and throws herself on his mercy, she’ll never know what has happened to her sister. The unconvincing poet plans to work the casinos by night and hunt her target by day. She doesn’t want any friends. Useful networks and dynamic connections, sure, but no one gets too close. When some associates come to her aid, it’s harder to draw the line. Behind some glittering smiles are good intentions, others mask sharp teeth. “Dragon tears are bitter or sweet. Depends on how you taste them.”