Chapter 96

• “Now, that’s the pot calling the kettle black,” Angela countered, green eyes glittering. “Sebastian is the compulsive gambler here, Ian. But he’s grown bored with betting for money. So he’s upped the stakes to sex and sin. Next thing you know, he’ll be wanting to play strip-Jack-naked with me right here in the stand.”
• “Er—sounds fascinating, folks, but you’ll have to excuse me for a moment. I happen to still like betting for money and there’s a horse I want to bet on in the next race.”
• “Good luck!” Angela trilled after him as he hurried off.