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“It’s not that difficult if you’ve got a hundred pounds to throay”

“He plays for money?”

“No, for amusement”

“But the hundred pounds?”

“It’s an admission fee that you donate to his favorite charity”

“Any tips?”

“Yes, sir, you’d be better off givinghome”

“But what if I beat him?”

“Then I’ll give you fifty quid and I’ll go home Mind you, you’ll enjoy his coame lasts And if you were to win, he’ll donate a thousand pounds to the charity of your choice He’s a real gentleman”

Despite appearances, thought Seb as he ordered a second drink He occasionally glanced

around at the backgammon table, but it was another twenty minutes before the bar for his next victim”

Seb swung around to see the stout in to walk aith the young woman on his arm

“But I thought…” He looked more closely at the la, “What did you learn fro man?” Bishara looked around forty, perhaps a little older, but his tanned good looks and athletic build suggested that he wouldn’t have to continually empty his wallet to attract a beautiful wo eyes Had he been penniless, you ht he was an out-of-work actor

Seb slipped off the stool and walked slowly toward hi he looked relaxed and in control, because he wasn’t

“Good evening, Mr Bishara, I wondered if you were free for a game?”