The only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk

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Kara had a successful night at the tables, and she was whiling away the hours until they could head to the airport, spending her winnings unsuccessfully on roulette. She hadn’t wanted to roust the boss from his… horse race, but she’d been very glad to receive a message from him early, and though she was sure he could find her, she couldn’t stop scanning the crowd for him. In this Mecca of god-awful windbreakers and fanny packs, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to pick him out, but it wasn’t too long after she’d sent her reply that he turned up at her elbow just as she was losing again.

“You’re just in time, boss,” she told him gratefully, tossing a handful of chips on black. “You either need to bring me some luck or talk me down before I leave here with less than I walked in with.”