QUOTE : Maybe not to you, but it matters to me.”“That is not what I mean.”She turned to face me. “I saw you with your father at that club. All he has to do is tell you to stop, and just like that you give up your dreams, like poof, like they were nothing.”“We were good up there.”Gobi smiled at me. She had the strangest way of doing that at odd moments. “You were better than good, Perry. You were great.”“Thanks.”“It is just a pity that you cannot stand up for what you love.”“What, like killing people for money?”Gobi stiffened. A flat, dispassionate mask clamped over her face, and her voice went flat.