Bet Your Life Page #2

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the Tower Casino would

like to invite you

to spend the evening in

our penthouse suite.

- Yeah sounds tempting...

- C'mon don't be like that.

- Don't get all serious on us now.

- I hear they have an amazing Jacuzzi.

Alright, let's do it.

You're in a hurry.

What?

Here baby, let me.

OK, let's go.

What a night.

You just Wait until We're

done With you.

Listen, you guys

have been great,

and under normal circumstances I'd

feel like one of the luckiest men

correction, the luckiest.

C'mon baby.

Right this way Mr. Peterson.

Don't be shy.

He's in.

This is what you call fancy.

Look how cool this place is.

Sorry, I guess we got

the wrong room.

You didn't get the wrong room.

Do I know you?

No, but I know you Sonny.

Welcome to my party.

Good work girls. Thank you.

- Thanks for the chips.

- See you around.

I knew this was too good to be true.

You're working for

Salvatore, aren't you?

Let's not do anything rash. I got the

dough just like a promised.

- See. It's all here.

- Keep 'em.

We don't work for Salvatore.

OK then.

It was fun meeting everybody,

but I think I'm outta here.

Where do you think

you're going pal?

I'm not your pal buddy.

How would you like it if I gave

you a couple broken ribs?

I wouldn't. But you're

welcome to try.

Now boys. There will be plenty

of time for the rough stuff later.

- Lf you think I was cheating?

- Relax.

I've been looking for a man

like you Sonny. A gambler,

a risk taker, an athlete.

It was a stroke of luck you happened

to show up at this club tonight.

It's way easier than me having to seek

you out, I'll tell ya. Look at yourself.

Look at this town.

Gambling is a fifty-five billion

dollar a year industry.

Question is why.

Why do we do it?

Why do you do it?

What do you want?

Who are you people?

The question is, who are you.

Sonny Briggs.

Former pro quarterback

until an injury

in the second half of that playoff game

put an end to all your dreams.

Tell me, is that when you got bit by

the gambling bug, Sonny?

Looking for one adrenaline

rush to replace another?

When you place a bet, are you back on

that field, your life ahead of you.

So full of potential...

- possibilities.

- How do you know all that stuff about me?

It's a little gambler's

database we use here.

You know, I lost a bet on

that playoff game.

Guess I should have

bet against you, huh?

Screw you.

I'm outta here.

Just one last question

before you leave.

How does it feel

to kill a man?

- What are you talking about?

- Let me refresh your memory.

Broke, burdened by gambling debts,

desperate for cash,

murdered a man in the

alley of this casino tonight.

You then proceeded to take his

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