Ace's POV
I hated ignoring Berkley's call but right now I was up in my own head. I wanted a drink, but I didn't want to drink. We had another person that was counting cards last night and they reeked of whiskey, and I shouldn't say reeked because damn, it made me want a drink. I sat in my room at the hotel most of the night fighting the demon in me. I wanted nothing more than to go buy a bottle.
When I woke up this morning, I sent Gale a text asking her to meet me for breakfast at the hotel. Berkley called just as Gale, and I sat down and so again I ignored it and would call her after we were done. I turned my phone on silent and put it in my pocket.
"Good morning, Ace," she said as I sat down across from her.
"Thank you for meeting me this morning."
"What's going on? This seeme
