She went on to tell me about the casino, what it looked like, the kind of tables used, the

number of croupiers employed, the amount of profit made in an evening, how much the

various members of the staff were paid, how many crooked tables there were and how they

operated. Then she switched to Jack Ricca, and gave me his background. He had joined

Wertham’s organization about a year ago. No one knew much about him. It was rumoured he

used to run a night-club in New York, but he had neither admitted nor denied it. He was a

man who said little about himself.

“Every so often he goes on a drinking jag,” Della concluded, “and it’s my bet he’s in some

sanatorium, tapering off.”

“You mean Wertham employed a drunk like that?”

“He’s sober ten months of the year. Paul said he has one of the sharpest brains in the

business. Since Ricca took over the casino they’ve trebled the take.”

“Well, you’ve told me about Wertham and Ricca,” I said, looking at her, “how about telling

me something about yourself?”

“Are you getting interested in me, Johnny?” she asked.

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That was the wrong word, but I didn’t tell her. Without any warning, and apparently

because I had seen her at a different angle, she had suddenly touched off my blood: I was on

fire for her.

“Call it that if you like,” I said. “If we’re going to work together, shouldn’t I know

something about you?”

She gave me a jeering little smile that told me I wasn’t fooling her for a moment.

“I met Paul two years ago when I was trying to break into the movies. I was down to my

last dollar when he showed up. As a man he meant nothing to me. He was selfish, arrogant

and cruel, but he had money and he threw it around. He fell for me, and I played hard to get.

He spent hundreds on me, took me everywhere, but I was angling for marriage. Finally he got

so worked up he said he would marry me.” Her full, scarlet lips parted in a bitter smile. “He

had me for a sucker. The ceremony was phoney. He had a wife already, but I only found that

out after eighteen months of living with him. He promised to divorce her, and he did. The

divorce comes through next month, but it’s a little late. All his personal money goes to his

wife. I get nothing. I’ve lived pretty well these past two years, and I’m not going back to the

old racket again. That’s why I’m going ahead with this set-up, Johnny, and no one’s going to

stop me.”

She was still talking when we heard the door latch click up. I only just had time to flop

back on the bed and close my eyes before Jud Harkness came in.

“Did you get through?” Della asked him.

“Yeah, and he’s coming right away,” Harkness said.

There was a note in his voice I didn’t like, and I peered at him from between my eyelashes.

He was looking towards me.

“Hasn’t he come around yet?” he asked.

“I think he’s sleeping,” Della said. “He seems to be breathing more evenly.”

There was a long, uneasy silence, then Harkness said, “The party reckoned it’d take rum an

hour to get here. If it’s all the same to you I’ll turn in. I’ve got to make an early start in the

morning.”

“Why, of course. We won’t disturb you. I’m very grateful for what you’ve done.”

“That’s okay. Sure there’s nothing you want?”

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“I have everything.” She stood up. “Don’t bother to get up when Mr. Reisner comes.” She

paused, then went on, “I’d like you to accept …”

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