Thinking was painful at the moment. Too much to drink. That and getting kicked in the head
The abrupt change in fortune was unfathomable. I've always been unlucky. I've also always been a gambler. Not a good mix
Vegas had become a good friend over the years and we've done lots of gambling together; I'd lost a lot of money to him. But he always called the game before it got bad and then connected me to wealthy associates for jobs to pay it back.
Why Vegas put the 890 up was another twist in an improbable night. The funny look he gave when the dice stopped. He got up and left and was nowhere in sight when the two meatheads "helped" me out the door and down that alley
Once I'd recovered enough to move I limped down to where he parked it, his special landing pad
Vegas was an honest person but it was surrealistic when the ship responded to my voice
He'd already switched ownership
The lift then hit me in the head.
I just couldn't process the friendly woman's voice when it said "Welcome aboard, Captain"