He shifted his weight, hoping they could go now. He’d noticed the close attention the Brit, Daniel Haynes, was paying her. She constantly referred to him as Blue Suit; even though his suit was brown today. He was still waiting for the report on the guy to come back. Until then he’d make sure he kept Tamlyn safe. Tamlyn smiled. “That was fun.” He shook his head. “You lost almost all your money.” She shrugged. “There’s plenty more where that came from. What shall we play next?” “How about we don’t play anything? We leave here, go to the next casino on your list, and get another chip for your collection?” “You’re a spoilsport, but OK.” Tamlyn shoved her hand into her pocket. “You suppose it’s still raining outside?” “I have no idea.” Martin headed across the room towards the exit. Tamlyn stayed by his side. “Isn’t thirty-five a little young to be retiring?” He grimaced. She wasn’t going to drop it, was she? “I have my reasons for quitting the force, but it’s not open for discussion.”
