A little farther into the Slums, far from the hot lights of Unmaskings and whatever hole Jinzo was rotting in, another guy's life was slowly going down the drain.
« I'm serious, » Roam said, smiling a little too hard. « Just two guys and we build a real squad again. I'm telling you, it's exciting. We run the neighborhood games, a sponsor clocks us, we pull a crowd, and bam, we clear quals. Next season we're in the league and we're stacking credits. »
The three guys leaning on the alley wall laughed, a bored, mocking laugh that meant everything except yes.
« Come on. We have fun, and you know I've still got the best handle in the block. » He flicked his wrist like the ball was there. « You're not even a little tempted? Star life. TV. Games with our faces on them. We'd be in every paper. »
