There's a ring of steel in the Black Canary's voice; Sharon hopes it's not all just bravado.

The brothers leap from the ship, landing lightly on their feet: twelve all told, each dressed in black silk, each cloak lined in a different color, straw hats obscuring their faces.

All but for one; the one who addresses Dinah. He is bared-headed, and smiling. "We were to deliver the contents of this ship to Mr. Tan's... associates," he says, straightening easily before her.