25: Playing detective

1568 Words

*Jackson* Later that evening, after reluctantly leaving Ines to play with her kitten I am in the casino. Standing off to the side, well-hidden behind a heavy velvet drapery, I scour the gaming floor. An assortment of card games, hazard, dice, roulette … any game of chance that favors the house, and they all favor the house … is available to the guests. Liquor being served, glasses filled as soon as they are empty by pretty girls and smiling Young men. A small expense for impaired judgment that resulted in greater profits for the club's owner… me. I have experienced being poor, to be cold and hungry. My family had nothing when I grew up, and I swore to never end there again. Sometimes the anger still seeps through into the man, but I have learned to hold it in check. Especially here w

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