CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Angelo picked up the cash. He had Wicky from the gambling club with him. Angelo wasn’t in a talking mood. Travis wonders if he was pissed off about him walking out of the casino job after he had helped set it up for him. Wicky said they would drive back to Melbourne. Too much cash for the airport domestic security guys to let pass without questions.
Travis is up at 7 am. He eats big from the free buffet breakfast. Sausages, eggs, bacon, two croissant, orange juice, two coffees, a third coffee as take-away that he drinks while smoking and driving to Preston in a new BMW, hired by Angelo, as a gift for the rest of his stay. This time from Avis. He can drive it back to Melbourne or leave it at the airport. Angelo didn’t ask why he was staying on in Melbourne.
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