"Just where the fuck was Rusty?" It was a thought, not a statement, for he had no reason for expressing it and every reason not to. In his present company, he had no inclination whatsoever of introducing a man who robbed casinos for a living. This was just merely an aside to his rather forlorn self. He appeared to be at a loose end. Always thinking ( Read more... )

Continued from Ginger's hereAlthough Danny knew The Tangiers well enough, this was still Ginger's territory. Quite literally, in fact. As they entered, Ginger was still as close, overt and forthcoming as she had been across the road at the Grand. This surprised Danny, if he was honest, but guessed her relationship with her husband, who would no ( Read more... )

( Cut for nonsense quotient )

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"If I'm concerned for you, then it's not because I'm your ex-husband. If anyone got involved with Benedict, I'd tell them the same thing. The only reason I'm more concerned for you is because I care for you more. You can call me jealous if you want to, if it makes you feel better."

Danny ordered the wine from the bartender.

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