The Bowery Auction House has been in business for over one hundred
years but is now on its deathbed. Thus, when the opportunity for a
huge sale comes Rilke's way, he doesn't think twice about taking
the job. "Antiques of that caliber hadn't seen the inside of a
Glasgow sales room for years, hadn't seen Bowery Auctions ever.
[The] sister must be the last of the line, crippled by taxes or on
the lam. She was selling the heirlooms too fast too cheap. It
should have smelt wrong but my senses were overwhelmed. I [just]
kept going, as pleased as Aladdin when he first rubbed that lamp
and discovered his Genie."