A Sleuth Is Born by Pepper Frost

Author:Pepper Frost [Frost, Pepper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781970044010
Publisher: Working Strategy
Published: 2019-09-26T04:00:00+00:00

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Within a few hours, Foxy, the twins, Harry, and James were out of the tournament. Foxy and the twins were waiting for another player or two to bust out, so they could restart the cash game at the second table.

Billy Ray, Walter, Frank, and Bea were still in the tourney. Connie sat behind Billy Ray’s seat, looking forlorn. Bijou was sitting on her lap. Billy Ray was running low on chips again. As he had the first night, he was making wild calls and depending on luck to stay in the game. He’d just won another hand, surviving an all-in against Bea.

“See? Seems to me your luck’s not so bad,” Bea said.

“You’re right,” Billy Ray slurred. He was even drunker than the night before. “Tonight’s my turn to win.”

“Ten minute break, everyone,” Perry announced, resetting the clock.

“Billy Ray honey, I know it’s not that late, but I’m tired. I’ll drop Bijou off with Angela, then go to bed.”

“Oh sure,” Billy Ray erupted at his wife. “Why is it whenever I got a chance at winnin’, you don’t wanna be here?”

Angela moved to Connie’s side and took her arm, leading her towards the door. “Billy Ray, the rest of us will watch carefully and tell Connie every detail tomorrow. Shall we, Connie? I’ll walk you back to your suite and get Bijou’s bowl.”

Billy Ray grumbled a little to himself, then made his way to the bar to refresh his drink.

Bea hopped down from her chair and moved next to Frank. “Buy you a drink?” Frank nodded. They walked together to the bar on the far side of the ballroom.

“Frank, seems only right I should inform you, I think I spotted your tell—actually, Walter seems to have spotted it first. It seems he can tell when you’re about to give up. When it’s a big pot and you move your hand back towards you and put a chip on the front right corner of it, he comes right after you, and you fold every time. It’s like he’s spotted a weakness or something.”

“Thank you, I guess,” stammered Frank.

“I thought you’d want to know. Walter’s been getting your number—especially since the stakes have gone up.”

“Well, thanks for the drink—better hit the bathroom before we start back up again.” Frank strode out through the ballroom doors to the head.

Bea walked back to the empty tournament table, grinning. Perry was standing nearby. “Well isn’t that interesting,” she whispered, tilting her head towards the door. “There goes Walter, hustling out behind Frank—right after I hinted to Frank that I’m on to their racket.”

“What did you tell him?” said Perry.

“Just that I noticed when he places his hole cards a certain way, Walter bets him off the hand. I didn’t tell him I thought it was collusion, of course. I said I thought he was telegraphing weakness, and Walter was catching on.”

“Maybe he realized you were on to them. He also might have believed you were sincere. Most people hustle off to the bathroom during breaks, right?”

“I think he knows I know.

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