Working with Kaz Brekker was one of life's most difficult challenges. But, it was easier when you were on the top of his favorites list.

The two of you weren't...dating...but you weren't just friends. It was just as complicated as it sounded. You and had Kaz had been business partners long before he became "Dirtyhands". You knew him as just Kaz. And that meant a lot.

It was a late night in the Crow Club. Kaz was doing paperwork from the previous week's work as cheers raged on downstairs. You were perched on the edge of his desk, facing him, reading over reports before he double checked them. The two of you worked like a well-oiled, silent machine.

"Check that one again." he snaps, but his voice didn't have it's usual edge. "You did the math wrong."