Chapter Three: The First Reservation—One Billion Credits

They began in the shadow of the crater and ended at the hotel airlock. Long, narrow, and bare, they looked as if someone had walked through the vacuum without a suit. The final print was still sinking, as though an unseen visitor had just stopped there. Three knocks struck the outer hatch. Thud. Thud. Thud. Miguang was silent for a moment. “Manager, there is an unregistered guest at the door.” “She has been waiting for a very long time.”