Jayne was taken up the stairs and down a hall where another of Pink’s goons was standin’ outside a door. He nodded an’ opened it as Jayne an’ his guards came up.

The goon who was holdin’ his arm pushed Jayne inta a chair. Jayne turned ta glare at ‘im.

The door opened again. Mr. Pink an’ the doc came in. Mr. Pink sat in the chair behind the desk. The doc looked around for another chair. There wasn’t one. So he stood.

Mr. Pink folded his hands carefully on the desk. “Someone is not being altogether truthful.”

The doc shifted. Jayne blinked.

Mr. Pink leaned toward Jayne. “Why are you really here?”

There were two guards standin’ inside the door. Reckoned there was two more standin’ outside. Mr. Pink didn’t look like he was too strong, but he might be able to put up a decent fight long enough fer the two guards ta get hold’ve Jayne. Mal didn’t let Jayne bring a gun, but he reckoned Mr. Pink kept one in that desk. Probably kept it locked, though.

Jayne shrugged. “I thought it was pretty obvious.”

Pink nodded. “Yes. It did appear to be so. You came looking for a good time. You remembered us from when you and your… wife… came through earlier. You saw the goods,” He looked over at Marie an’ Stella, “and you decided to come back. But what an interesting night to come back on.”

Wood desk. Probably had the drawer lined with somethin’, though, ta keep it from bein’ easy ta break into. But if he was sittin’ there, he probably had the drawer unlocked in case he needed ta get into it fast.

Maybe there was some sort of… catch er somethin’, instead’ve a lock.

“Seemed as good a night as any.”

“Perhaps. But I think that you came to keep an eye on someone.” Pink turned and looked at the doc.

The doc looked about as white as a sheet.

Zoe had ta be hearin’ this over the comm.

Pink turned back to Jayne. “Jayne here has a very distinctive horse. I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s very easy to pick out in a crowd, if you were to… say… ride by.”

Jayne’d seen