Persephone pulled her hair out of the jacket and threw it over her shoulder. Rusco liked it long so that was the way she kept it, no matter how annoying and in the way it got. The jacket was leather and a few sizes too large, but it wasn't like they were about to go out shopping. Especially now, with the other day's loss. Just now had been the first time Rusco had called her since the cop caught their runner, and he had just let her go early so he could keep figuring out how to get the money back. She reached the stairs and hopped down them, ignoring the glances she got as the others heard her coming down. It wasn't some big secret where she'd been, and she knew they were only waiting to see if she was alone or not. Once they didn't see Rusco coming up behind her, they turned back to what they were doing. A bunch of the guys were playing poker over the table, and everyone else seemed to just be laying around. The hit had been hard and unexpected, and no one was doing much of anything about it.

She grabbed some of the food the guys had spilled open on the table for dinner and crossed the room to watch the poker game. There was nothing the guys loved more than a good game, and after watching about twenty of them Per was sure she would have been able to play with them. The only problem was she didn't own anything, so she couldn't gamble anything. The closest she ever came to playing was when Rusco had thrown her into the pot as a prize - but he had only ever done that when he was sure he'd win. But Rusco wasn't playing this round, so she was safe for now. Per reached the table and leaned against the wall where she could snack and watch without being in the way. It looked like one of the guys was winning by a lot, but it didn't take Per long to realize something was off.