“I don't have money to buy a bunch of land. I don't know how much you think land goes for nowadays, but it's not a dollar an acre anymore." Ryker smirked. "Trust me when I say I have more than enough money for it." I balked. "How? You live in a cabin in the middle of nowhere with no real job and nothing around you." "And I'm a dragon, Dani. A dragon who likes his gold." Slowly, so slowly, it sank in. He did mercenary work, that much I knew, and that kind of thing paid well, right? Dragons hoarding treasure seemed like something out of a fairy tale, but then again so did dragons until a few weeks ago. The confident look on his face said it all.”
Book:Dirty Lying Dragons