“I would be terrified,” she said.
Ryske shrugged, indicating he didn’t think it was a big deal, or at least wasn’t moved by it. “These men have this stuff to lose,” he said. “They don’t know fear like we do… or like I do. They don’t know poverty and can afford to lose pretty much everything and still have the capital to start again. They go for the thrill, the excitement. They don’t want a regular card game, there’s no adrenaline in losing, even if it’s millions. Put your daughter or your family’s fifth generation corporation on the table? Those are real stakes.”
“And you went to this Windsor’s card game? What did you have to lose? How did you get in?”
“Ophelia,” he said. “She likes to go and watch these guys bet the bank. Guess she has a bit of a s******c streak. Nothing makes her happ
