He stared at her. The sort of blank, judgmental stare that one only gets when they've said something monumentally stupid and the one giving it is just waiting for them to realize it.

He gestured toward the casino behind him. The casinos lining the streets. The decorative opulence that had taken over Enghelab when Las Vegas had merged with it. All of it was smothered in darkness at the moment, but the meaning, he felt, was clear enough.

There was money in this city. And money was power.