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“You’d be surprised at what a man will do to avoid paying taxes.”
“Freedom, security, retribution.” “You can’t put a price on those things.”
Kaz had tapped his crow’s head cane on the flagstones of the tomb floor. “Do you know what Van Eck’s problem is?” “No honor?” said Matthias. “Rotten parenting skills?” said Nina. “Receding hairline?” offered Jesper.
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Kaz shifted his weight on his cane. “Have any of you wondered what I did with all the cash Pekka Rollins gave us?” Inej’s gut clenched. “You went to Pekka Rollins for a loan?” “I would never go into debt with Rollins. I sold him my shares in Fifth Harbor and the Crow Club.” No. Kaz had built those places from nothing. They were testaments to what he’d done for the Dregs. “Kaz—” “Where do you think the money went?” he repeated. “Guns?” asked Jesper. “Ships?” queried Inej. “Bombs?” suggested Wylan. “Political bribes?” offered Nina. They all looked at Matthias. “This is where you tell us how
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“Isn’t that how things are done around here?” asked Wylan. “We all tell Kaz we’re fine and then do something stupid?”
Kaz rested his cane across his legs. “It seems everyone is forming alliances.”
“They’re called friendships, Kaz.”
“I would come for you,” he said, and when he saw the wary look she shot him, he said it again. “I would come for you. And if I couldn’t walk, I’d crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we’d fight our way out together—knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that’s what we do. We never stop fighting.”
“Let me get this straight,” Nina said. “You haven’t kissed me because the setting isn’t suitably romantic?”
She rested her head on his shoulder. “You’re better than waffles, Matthias Helvar.”
“Would you tell your parents the truth? Would you tell them everything you’ve done … everything that happened?” “I don’t know,” Inej admitted. “But I’d give anything to have the choice.”
But what about the rest of us? What about the nobodies and the nothings, the invisible girls? We learn to hold our heads as if we wear crowns. We learn to wring magic from the ordinary. That was how you survived when you weren’t chosen, when there was no royal blood in your veins. When the world owed you nothing, you demanded something of it anyway.
