Prentice Carr slipped his hands into his pockets, feeling the calluses of his thick hands catch on the fabric of his trousers. He was a toughened man, made physically strong by years of hard work. During his twenty-five years before the mast, he had worked his way up to being master of his own ship. Now he owned his own shipping line, and if he played it right, he would own two new cargo steamers.
The living room of his home was on the second floor. The house, European in design, was perched on a high hill, overlooking Hong Kong"s Victoria Harbor. Fifty years ago, Hong Kong had been a nearly deserted island. Now, ships from around the world crowded its harbor. Millions of dollars in goods changed hands in the buildings below him.
Through the living room window, he could see The Neptune"s
