Bella and Nathan were on a hot streak. They’d returned from Hoover Dam, grabbed a bite, and now had returned to the casino floor. She’d taken up station again at the machine she’d been on when they met. And was up almost four hundred dollars.
Nathan’s machine right beside her wasn’t cooperating, so he’d moved to the next row over and was having better luck there; he was ahead by about three hundred. The way the machines were laid out they were sitting back to back in the same aisle.
A man walked up to Bella, introduced himself, tried to make small talk. Bella was polite but focused on her machine, hoping he’d get the hint and leave. When he asked her to join him for drinks, she made damn sure her wedding rings were clearly visible as she said no. She even called out to Nathan to ask how
