Homefront: The Voice of Freedom by John; Benson Milius; John; Benson Milius

Author:John; Benson Milius; John; Benson Milius
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: video game
ISBN: 9780345527158
Publisher: Del Rey
Published: 2011-10-05T11:43:25.167000+00:00

Six hours later, after that shower and shave, and the best nap he’d ever had, Walker went downstairs in his new T-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops. Ten casino chips were burning a hole in his pocket.

Aside from the modern dress of the occupants, the scene in the casino was like something out of eightteenth- and nineteenth-century paintings of gambling parlors. The entire room was lit by candles that basked the dealers and players in a soft, magical glow. Shadows danced across the high ceiling. Most of the old Caesars Palace pseudo-Ancient Roman decor was still intact, which, combined with the lighting, created an other-worldly effect that conjured up a time and place long forgotten. Gone was the cacophony of slot machine noise; in its place was a subdued, almost tranquil, ambience. A jazz quartet even played acoustic instruments on a stage at one end of the vast hall.

No wonder the residents spend their time in the old casinos, Walker thought. Compared to what he’d experienced since January, this was paradise.

He toured the room and watched players at craps, roulette, and blackjack and poker tables. Some high-rollers played baccarat. Walker finally settled on taking a seat at an empty blackjack table, behind which stood a tall, gorgeous female dealer. The brunette appeared to be in her early thirties and wore a T-shirt and shorts like everyone else. Walker thought the shape of her body was exquisite.

“Is there a minimum bet?” he asked.

“Two chips,” she answered and held his eye. “New here?”

“Just arrived today.” He placed two chips in front of him on the table and she dealt cards. Walker had a six showing and a five underneath. He asked for a card and was given a three.

“Not many people come to Las Vegas anymore, they mostly leave,” she said. “How did you get here?”

“With a National Guard unit. Card.”

“You a Guardsman?”

“Nope.” She dealt him a four. He waved his hand. She turned her hidden card, revealing two face cards.

“Twenty,” she said.

“Aw, shucks,” he said as she flipped over his five.

“Eighteen. Too bad.” She took his two chips. He placed two more on the table.

“So you just hitched a ride with them, or what?”

“More or less. I’m a journalist. From LA.”

She dealt the cards. He had a face card hidden and a two showing.

“I hear it’s pretty bad there.”

“When I left it was. It’s not so bad here. In fact, it’s pretty nice. Card.”

She shrugged and dealt him an eight. “We’re surviving.” He waved his hand and she revealed her cards. “Nineteen.” She flipped his and made a face of approval. “Twenty. That’s two I owe you.” She gave them to him.

“Made my money back. What’s your name?”

“Kelsie. Kelsie Wilcox.” She held out her hand and he shook it.

“Ben Walker.”

“Nice to meet you, Ben.”

When she dealt the next hand, Walker made note that she wasn’t wearing a wedding ring.

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