Forsaking (Vampire Assassin League Book 26) - Plot & Excerpts
The low rumble caused more than one person to look in his direction. Bram pulled the slim phone out with one hand and put his cards atop the table with the other. Face down. “I am going to have to take this call,” he informed them. “Not with an open game,” one of them remarked. “You know the rules,” the dealer informed him. Bram sent a glance toward the pile of ten thousand dollar chips in the center of the table, moved it back to his cards. He had a royal flush. The phone rang again. His palm shook with it. He sighed, snagged his hat off the empty chair beside him with his free hand and spun it before settling it atop his head. “Very well, gentlemen. Ma’am.” He nodded to the others, tapped his hat brim, and then smiled. “I fold.” He pushed the chair away from the oversized mahogany table and rose in one fluid, soundless motion.
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