Twisted (A Zeta Cartel Novel Book 5) by AJ Adams

Author:AJ Adams [Adams, AJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-10T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Persia

"Venga, Lightening!" Jorge was yelling happily, waving his betting slip.

"Go, go, go!" Isa was shrieking away.

"Come on, Silver Bullet!" Orabelle screamed.

Tazanna, revealing her love for classic cinema, "Move your blooming arse!"

Ascot was packed, and we were enjoying ourselves to the max. The races are super popular, and so I thought we'd be in the stands, but when we'd arrived, we were met by Sir Ferdy Firth.

He pressed a bundle of passes into Jorge's hand. "Thanks for the fee. It's very generous, considering -" the top hat wobbled. "Well, you know."

Jorge patted him on the arm. "Friends don't have to say thank you."

As we walked into the plush private box, overlooking the end of the track, a primo position, I couldn't help but ask, "Is that why you set him up, Jorge? You wanted his box?"

"Stop sticking your nose into my business." But he was glowing with success. "Hey, this is nice!"

I looked over the plush seats, mega bar, and superb views. Kowalczyk had spent six figures on his, he'd humblebragged about it endlessly, and all that money hadn't gotten him this kind of luxury. "It's glorious."

Jorge sparkled instantly. "This will be fun, fresa."

Fun was an understatement. I was determined to forget my troubles for a day and as Jorge was an excellent host, and he'd invited my socios too, we were having a blast.

Ascot is posh, there's a strict dress code, so the Zetas were all in formal morning dress, complete with silk ties, waistcoats and top hats, while we girls were decked out in frocks, heels, and hats.

I felt like a princess, and besides all the dress-up and luxury, every race was a party because Jorge had made a stack of £5 bets, and had us all pick out a slip each at random.

"I won!" Tazanna jumped up and down and then hugged Lencho who was happily hugging her back as he looked down her dress. "Whoohoo! Flying Star, you beauty! I'm rich!"

She had no idea it was Kowalczyk's horse, but I did. It amazed me Jorge had a bet on it, but he was smiling and the other Zetas were delighted.

"Let's cash in your winnings," Lencho suggested.

"Great idea," Paco couldn't hide the glee in his eyes. "Amazing win. That horse came in six to one."

"A surprising victory," Lencho said.

"The owner must be thrilled," Jorge added innocently.

They didn't fool me for a second; the boys were up to no good. But I kept my mouth shut. From the programme, Kowalczyk had another horse in the next race, and as it was slated as the most important of the day, I suspected that's when Jorge would strike.

He appeared relaxed – if you didn't know him. I did and I could see the glint of suppressed excitement when he glanced into his programme. "There's a half hour break." He put his arm on mine, grinning with anticipation. "Why don't we go and mingle?"

Yes, his revenge was yet to come. I wasn't worried anymore; Flying Star looked perfectly happy. In fact, he was bouncing about as the course vet examined him.

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