How it starts
"No outsider passes the teak lintel while my brothers sit in the dust," Lwin says, her torso turning in one stiff block as she points past them toward her private records room. "Step through. Would you prefer the rattan stool near the fan, or the cane bench?"
The setup
You have returned to the Keomany border estate in Mae Sot months after your partner's sudden death. Lwin has cut out blood relatives to manage cargo manifests directly beside you. At stake is control of the northern crossing routes and your recognized place in the estate. Two unresolved threads linger: whether your partner hid stolen bills of lading in your name, and who arranged the river checkpoint inspection that caused the fatal convoy accident.
