Chapter Three: Seven Hunters

Anyone hiding a wrist would help narrow seven competitors from 287 passengers. Lin Xia returned with the empty service cart, now wearing a disposable glove on her left hand. The woman with the baby, Elena Voss, pulled her sleeve down to her fingertips. Han Che, the muscular man with headphones, abruptly folded both arms across his chest. Three people, three concealments. But there had been only two anonymous bidders plus White Crow. Su Mi made no effort to hide the silver feather fading from her right wrist. The excess movement meant someone was deliberately pretending to be a bidder. Or a real bidder was creating noise because everyone knew the rule. The price reached eight hundred thousand. A new alias appeared for the first time.