Chapter One: The Best Door on the Worst Day

Behind it was an illegal surveillance room—and a corporate spy trying to destroy evidence. Alarms filled the building. For the first time, the interviewers lost their composure. Wanxing remained seated. The button beneath her palm turned green. A screen displayed: ANOMALOUS OUTCOME. VALUE CLASS A. The woman rose and offered her hand. “Gu Minglan, director of Obsidian's Linchuan branch. Congratulations, Lin Wanxing. Your termination letter is the finest recommendation we've ever received.” Wanxing stared at her own hand. A black, star-shaped speck had appeared in her palm, as though fate had signed its name with a needle. At that same moment, in an emergency room across the city, Tang Xiaoman pressed gauze to her bleeding forehead and sent