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“Nice to see you again, Evelyn,” Glenn says. “What say I play you for her, McAlister.”

Dylan’s face flushes red and he practically growls. “Stop being an ass.”

I shiver and wrap my arms tight around my waist.

“Come on, church boy. She’d sweeten the pot better than a stack of chips.”

“Stop or I’ll punch you.” His hand balls in a fist.

I step between them. “Dylan.”

“I’m a gambler,” Glenn says. “Can’t blame a guy for trying. Right cookie?” He winks at me and walks away.

“Entitled asshole prick. I’m sorry. You okay?” Dylan asks rubbing my arm.

“Don’t let this idiot get to you.” I nod as my phone pings. “Get it done. Play well. And for God’s sakes, win.”

“Lord knows I’ll try.” He kisses me, turns and makes his way toward the table located at the far corner of the room.

Glenn shoots me another look. Beady eyes disappearing into fat red cheeks topped by thinning oily hair. I don’t think Dylan sees it – probably a good thing.

A waitress approaches. “Can I get you something?”

A shower?

“An orange juice, thanks.” I slip outside onto a bricked in patio where I’m hoping to get decent reception because Wi-Fi is generally blocked during these events. I check my phone.

Amelia: Where are you?

Evie: Nashville.

Amelia: I thought your mom was in Milwaukee.

Evie: She is.

Amelia: What’s going on in Nashville?

Evie: A thing. Talk later.

I check more texts.

Madame M: Contact me.

Evie: Feeling a little under the weather. I’ll check in soon.

Madame M: Chicken soup and Vitamin C.

Evie: Good idea. TY.

I sigh and scroll.

Ruby: You around this weekend? My BF and I are coming in town for a concert. Can we crash at your place?

Evie: Which BF?

Ruby: My only BF. Joe.

Evie: Meth head Joe?

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