Follow the Morning Star by Di Morrissey

Author:Di Morrissey [Morrissey, Di]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Large Type Books, Betrayal, Brothers and Sisters, Large Print Books, Australian fiction, Farm Life, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9780330424509
Google: dUiXIcOzSJwC
Amazon: 0330424505
Barnesnoble: 0330424505
Goodreads: 9030934
Publisher: Pan MacMillan
Published: 1993-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Colin joined Alfredo Camboni and George Bannerman at Gallops disco where neon lights flashed over the dance floor, the bar was called the Winning Post and the toilets were labelled Jockeys and Jockettes. Whips were tacked to the walls along with posters of buxom girls spilling out of jockeys’ silks. A mechanical bucking bronco was in constant use by squealing girls and macho city cowboys.

Colin slid into a leather booth, commenting to Alfredo, ‘This doesn’t seem like your sort of place’.

Alfredo winced at the level and quality of the music. ‘It is not. But we are meeting someone here. Our jockey.’

‘There he is,’ said George, indicating a flashily dressed, slight figure threading his way through the crowd towards them. ‘This is Donny Spukis. Known as the Spook,’ said George.

Colin noted that the jockey was not as young as he’d seemed across the room. The jockey nodded to each and shook hands before sitting down.

‘The Spook’s been riding up in the East,’ explained George.

‘Grafton’s a bit of a comedown from Hong Kong, isn’t it?’ said Colin bluntly.

The jockey shrugged. ‘This is just a dry run. I go where I’m paid.’

Alfredo cut in, changing the subject. ‘There’ll be a bigger race at the Gold Coast later on. We’ll find you rides never fear, Mr Spook. In fact, we’d like to see you ride the favourite in the Gold Coast Cup.’

George grinned at Colin. ‘Ever been to the East, Colin? Can get very hot.’ He winked at him in case he hadn’t got the reference to the Spook’s rapid departure from Asia.

With the din of laughter, chatter and music swirling about them, the four men talked in complete privacy, leaning across the table in deep conversation. The Spook listened more than he talked, nodding every so often, occasionally twisting the heavy gold ring set with a diamond on his little finger, a chunky gold watch hanging loosely on his wrist like a bracelet.

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