15
JASON
“Ah, you found us,” Will announced, getting out of his chair. “Geoffrey, pour the boy a brandy, please.”
I assumed Geoffrey was the man behind the bar because he pulled out a tumbler and filled it full of the amber liquid. He carried it over to me on a tray. “For you, sir.”
Grinning, I took the glass. “Thank you.” I finally got a good look at the men in the room and spotted Drake Blackwell immediately. All of my suspects were in the room together. What were the odds?
Will put his arm around my shoulder. “Gentlemen, this is Jason Avery, a kickass poker player I had the privilege of meeting. Not to mention, he spends a s**t ton in my casino. I thought maybe he could join our game tonight.”
“Did you bring money?” Drake asked.
I chuckled. “Don’t worry, I came prepared.”
His br
