A/N: Final part, Moxie finally gets to confront Benny. Please review.

"Going down to the Aces with me Benny? My gal's going to audition for Tommy." Swank finished combing his hair and turned to see Benny giving him a crooked grin.

"She swinging?"

"Benny…she's the Tops." Swank sighed. "Broad just walked in and in ten minutes she was on her way to see Tommy and I was out a hundred caps so she could buy a new dress for our date." He shook his head, a smile playing the edges of his lips.

"Sounds like a ring a ding broad Swank, but I've got a casino to run." Benny threw his cigarette on the floor, crushing it under his foot before leaving Swank to lust after his new conquest, though it seemed to Benny that his friend's new gal had an agenda of her own, he made a mental note to have the boys keep an eye on her. Shutting his suite's door behind him he took off his jacket and loosened his tie. "Yes man, we've got some work to do."

Two weeks later and Benny knew he had a problem. Though the Ace's theater was bringing them in all the way from New Reno he felt Swank's new gal had outstayed her welcome. When he wasn't running the Tops he had been holed up in his room working with Yes Man, and in the process some girlie had his staff eating right out of the palm of her hand.

Swank had spent every free moment he had either locked in his room with said broad or down in the Aces watching her croon it out for the customers. The other chairman seemed to melt like butter at the mention of this girl and his guards said she was cleaner than a nun, didn't smoke, didn't drink anything but water out of bottles and only eating food she brought in with her, said she had her own cook. Girlie's got a setup like that she's got to be hiding something Benny thought. He had spent the last two days running a few errands, thinking of ways to get into the Lucky 38, and worried sick over rumors that some broad had gotten in there.

Making his way up the stairs to the Aces Theater he stopped to chat up some pussy cats getting ready to leave for the night. He was just about to make a date with a little red head when Swank came rushing through and grabbed his arm.

"Come on Benny, Moxie's about to go on."

"Sorry Baby Doll but the Ben Man's gotta run." Benny winked at the girls as he followed his friend into the theater and made their way to the front table where a waiter set down their drinks before they finished settling in their chairs. The joint was packed to the brim, men of all ages and kinds filled every spot available and were watching the stage with rapt attention. Tommy joined them, a big smile on his face.

"Swank your doll's packing the house." He laughed, patting the other man on the back before taking his seat. "First she finds me four class acts, and then she unleashes that voice of hers on me. Oh baby."

"Cool it Tommy." Swank smiled but his voice had an edge.

"Smooth Swank, smooth, was just giving your girlie a compliment." Tommy flashed his best smile before taking a swig of his drink. As the lights dimmed Benny was disturbed at how quiet it was in the room, every eye in the house was fixed on the curtain, even the bartenders were watching.

"You had plenty money nineteen twenty two…" The curtain opened and Benny froze, cigarette hanging limply from his lips.

It wasn't the voice that hit Benny like a bullet, but those deep brown eyes peering directly into his. Last time he saw them they had been wide with fear, the barrel of his gun pointing right between them.

The woman on the stage looked away as if nothing had happened and continued singing. Benny tried to get his pulse to slow and tell himself it couldn't be the same broad. Though those eyes were the same dark brown and that hair was the same golden blonde. Her forehead was covered by some side swept bangs. No telling if there was a scar hiding under there.

"You're sittin' there and wonderin' what it's all about. You ain't got no money, they will put you out. Why don't you do right, like some other men do? Get out of here and get me some money too." The woman crooned as she made her way off the stage and towards their table as she continued singing. Benny gripped Maria under the table as the singer passed behind him, but whatever he'd been expecting never came, instead the woman ran her hand along the back of Swank's shoulder and leaned down to him.

"Why don't you do right…" Her lips were just a breath away from Swank's but her eyes locked with Benny's and the fire he saw in them made him blanch, definitely the same broad. "Like some other men…" She pulled away from Swank, leaving him chasing after her lips.

"Doooo." The woman belted out the final word as she made her way back on the stage towards the curtain and gave a final sultry look around the room, sending the men in it into a round of whistling and cat calling. They threw caps, chips, and flowers as she closed the curtain behind her.

It took a few minutes for Benny to make his way through the crowd and out of the theatre, palms shaking and cold sweat on his brow. How in the hell could she have survived? He should have shot the bitch again for good measure, but damn it she had looked so young that he had felt like a fink for having to kill her in the first place. He had just wanted it over and done with. Now here he was wondering if the Kahns would be showing up next dancing on stage with Tommy. The crowd was starting to thin out, with the exception of a few stragglers by the stage door. Swank sauntered out of the theater with a smirk plastered on his face. Benny gathered himself and approached his friend as casually as he could.

"Ain't you afraid one of them tom cats is going to try and steal your doll?" He joked, but his eyes were glued to the stage door for any sign of movement.

"Nah, Mox skips out as soon as the curtain closes. I showed her the back way out so she wouldn't have to deal with them." Swank replied.

"She meeting you upstairs?" Benny made a mental note to have his men waiting for her outside in the morning. A popular singer runs into some crazed drunk fan, spurns his advances, things happen. He could skip town tonight and head for the fort, either way his hand was forced.

"Not tonight, said she was tired after her performance and was going to stay at her place." The other man sifted through his pockets and pulled out a comb, though there wasn't a hair on his head out of place he ran it through once before returning it to his pocket. "She does that from time to time. It don't bother me none though, she makes it up to me." Swank winked at Benny but paused after he really looked at his friend. "You feelin okay?"

"Yeah, I'm platinum." Benny shot back. This broad was proving to be more slippery than he expected. "I'm hittin the sack early tonight, keep the patrons happy."

"Can do boss." Swank strolled towards the front of the casino to talk with the greeters while Benny made a B line to the elevators cursing the courier under his breath.

The ride up felt like an eternity, he had a lot of planning to do before heading out. The fort wasn't his first choice of places to go with the Platinum chip, those Legion boys were slippery cats and he didn't trust anyone who used fancy talk and old world ideals to justify murdering anyone who they deemed unworthy. He prayed silently that he could talk some sense with them if he got caught sneaking into their camp.

When the elevator doors finally slid open on the thirteenth floor Benny nearly ran to his suite, throwing open his doors he started to yell out for Yes Man when an unexpected voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Hello Benny."