Chapter 31
Chapter Thirty-One
Jonny Fry
Lynch, one of the Blackbeards, is next to me, taking his time deciding whether to raise or call. I’m all for raising if he’s actually that stupid. Everyone else has folded.
Suddenly Sadie, another Blackbeard lurches from his chair. “Motherfucker!” The guy’s pissed and strung out.
I almost drop my cards as I grab the table from being upended.
“I know those fucking kids!” he bellows as he weaves his way towards Renfrew.
I watch as Sadie’s path and see what he’s seeing. Jesus Christ! I know those fucking kids too. At least one of them.
Heart hammering, I turn to Lynch. “Make a decision. I’ve got a bad prostate.”
Lynch looks at me, must see something in my face, probably pure panic. If it were me, I’d take advantage, but he folds instead. I scoop up my winnings and stand. “Gotta drain the anaconda,” I say to Jerry Can, my best pal. “Keep an eye on things for me.”
He nods with a grin. “Gonna feed me at Lulou’s, Jonny Fry?”
Fucker – it’s the most expensive restaurant in Reno. “Yeah. Maybe even buy you a drink.”
I duck into a bathroom, make sure that stalls are empty, then dial Selkie’s number.