Chapter 86: Deep in the Plane-Tree Grove, Buy It Outright at 30% Above Market!

At nine thirty the next morning, the car turned into the Mount Balance-Revival District. The streets were narrow, and the car slowed to a crawl. Plane-tree branches hung low on either side, breaking the sunlight into shifting patterns across the windows. Behind the shadows stood old villas, their iron gates freshly painted and their stone pillars streaked with age. Herman Casson was waiting at the entrance. He had traded his jacket for a dark sweater and held a ring of keys in one hand. Troy Greaves...