"Well when you put it that way," she grumbled, folding her arms across her chest. She couldn't tamp down the flutter of excitement in her chest, though. Veronica should have been tired after the long day of travel, but instead, she felt invigorated.

Nodding surreptitiously toward Red Dress and her attendant, Veronica asked, "So who are they?" Her guess? Either recently inducted members of the wealthy class with a taste for intravenous drugs or lowlifes running a well-financed con. They had money, it was plain, but neither had any class.