The sixth slave to be led to the auction block was Jennifer.
The auctioneer lifted it off. There was nothing but girl underneath.
"Two hundred notes," a voice shouted from Norman's elbow.
Norman swung about, recognized Vermeer, the Venusian Export Lines agent.
"Hello," said Vermeer, "I see you've joined us."
Norman nodded shortly. "So it was you who killed the T.I.S. agent. I suspected it all along."