*Zeke*
Viper's applause echoed through the room. “Ha ha ha, brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"
I fixed him with a hard stare. “I thought you said there's no need to rush a sale."
Viper shrugged. “I did say that, but who knows when she'll run off again? Better make the most of it while I can."
The bidding had already begun.
“One hundred thousand!"
“Hundred and ten!"
“Hundred and fifty!"
The arena was buzzing with excitement. Men eagerly threw out numbers in a race to claim the small frame on the center of the stage.
“Three hundred thousand!" someone yelled out and a hush fell over the crowd.
My fingers gripped tightly around the cup in my hand.
“Three hundred and fifty thousand!"
Now the arena fell into a silence until a voice broke through. “Three hundred and eighty thousand
