Chapter 20
Beau eyed the number of spaces and shook the dice in his hand.
“Look at it this way,” Shan said, patting him on the arm condescendingly, “you’ll pass Go and so when I take your money, it won’t be that bad, right?”
“My girlfriend, the slum lord,” Ann-Marie crowed. She’d been out of the game for over an hour and was now just sitting behind Shannon, cheering and hooting every time the now-white-and-red haired girl raked in another bucket of cash.
Beau rolled and move the car a few spaces. Passed Go, collected his two hundred dollars, and landed on Community Chest.
“Aw, damn,” said Ann-Marie. “You’ll get him next time.” Beau feigned wiping sweat from his forehead to the amusement of both girls. He drew a card from the top of the stack.
“It’s your birthday, collect ten dollars
