Chapter Three: Seven Hunters

Su did not bid. She sent Lu a private message instead. 【Do not bid for the throne. It is not a seat of power. It is an instrument of torture.】 Lu looked out the window. The storm split ahead. City lights laid a runway across the clouds, like a golden mouth opening to swallow the aircraft. On the navigation display, the distance to New York was increasing rapidly. Every real airport vanished from the diversion list. Market closes in 01:59:59. Available balance: 119,997 celestial credits. Highest opponent wealth: 20,000,000 celestial credits. Lu reopened the lot he had withdrawn—Prism Technologies’ right to survive for twenty-four hours.