beardâs new,â Ruby commented.
He laughed. âWith you rogues in charge, I needed to look more dangerous.â
âSo youâre not going to obey us either?â Joel smiled as he said it.
âAnd lose my reputation like youâve lost yours?â
âSomeone has to lead,â Joel said.
âBetter you than me.â Colin took Rubyâs arm. âCan I get you a drink?â
âWe want to talk to people.â
âLater. Let me get you a drink.â
âWine,â she said.
Joel leaned down and gave her a hug. âIâll catch up to you.â
She watched him walk away. Even from the back, even from a distance, he made her feel short of breath.
When she focused back on Colin, he was looking at her quizzically. âYou really do love him, donât you?â
âDonât you?â she shot back. âNo matter what you want to believe, he is your captain. Heâs very good at his job.â
Colin laughed. âHeâs a better captain than the old one.â The gentle pressure of his hand on her arm steered her toward the bar, where she hopped up on a seat and crossed her legs, being careful not to muss her dress. Colin brought her wine and poured a glass of still for himself. As he handed her the glass, he said, âHow is it? Being close to the top?â
âHarder than I thought.â
He gestured expansively around the room. âItâs been ten times as hard to keep this place going as it was to compete for the top spot.â
He meant more than the bars. Colin controlled a whole population of strongmen and misfits that he glued together with a combination of power, promises, and a sense of home. âHow different is it now that Garthâs out of power?â
He laughed. âWe never cared much who ran things. Going home is a bigger deal. Thereâs far more people coming here for drinks or dances or songs. Change makes people crave ways to forget it.â
She sipped at her wine. âYour drinks here are always too sweet.â
He ignored her comment. âIs Joel going to let you come sing for us again?â
âOf course.â
He looked skeptical.
âWell,â Ruby said, âThereâs still a few strays to round up. We won, but thereâs people who wonât accept that. Surely you hear stories.â
âIn a bar? Never.â He tilted his head back and poured the entirety of his glass of clear still down his throat, barely reacting.
âIâd fall over if I did that.â
He laughed.
âWe need to focus on what happens when we get home.â She set her glass down. It wouldnât do to get tipsy so early in the evening.
âCan you tell people when that might be?â
âNo. If I knew, Iâd tell.â
âThen what good are you?â
She missed everything about the outer level. As she moved from the inner circles to the outside, the Fire seemed to go from clean to gritty, from backstabbing to brutally honest. âWill you show me more about the cargo holds? Take me through them? Iâm trained for null-g.â
He narrowed his eyes. âWhy?â
âThat might be our wealth when we get home. And I have no idea whatâs in them.â
âIâll talk to Joel.â
âI can make my own decisions.â
He gave her a long thoughtful look. âYou should stop that. Itâs dangerous.â He ran a finger across her cheek, sending heat into her belly.
Heâd always been attractive, and sheâd always resisted. She leaned away from his touch. âI need to lead from in front. Thatâs why people respect me.â
âThatâs a dangerous way to do it.â
âYou should try it sometime.â
âYou know nothing,â he said. He looked away, but not fast enough to hide the hurt she hadnât meant to cause him.
Rubyâs feet throbbed even though she wasnât standing on them. Theyâd spent an