The Disciple of Las Vegas
“It was a one-minute walk from her cab to the main level, and once there Ava could position herself at the bottom of an escalator that carried a steady stream of new arrivals.
The Air Canada flight from Vancouver was on time, and at ten minutes after five she saw Martin Littlefeather among the throng, an excited gleam in his eye. She smiled and waved. When he got to her, he hesitated as if trying to decide whether to offer his hand or give her a hug. Before he could do anything, Ava thrust o...ut her hand. “No bag?” she asked.
“I had to check it. Remember, I was packed for four days in Victoria.”
The baggage area was highly efficient, and Martin retrieved his luggage within a few minutes. They’ll do anything to get you to a casino faster, Ava thought. “What kind of car did you get?” she said.
“I couldn’t get a Mercedes, so I thought a Lincoln Continental would meet your size requirement.”MoreLess
The Air Canada flight from Vancouver was on time, and at ten minutes after five she saw Martin Littlefeather among the throng, an excited gleam in his eye. She smiled and waved. When he got to her, he hesitated as if trying to decide whether to offer his hand or give her a hug. Before he could do anything, Ava thrust o...ut her hand. “No bag?” she asked.
“I had to check it. Remember, I was packed for four days in Victoria.”
The baggage area was highly efficient, and Martin retrieved his luggage within a few minutes. They’ll do anything to get you to a casino faster, Ava thought. “What kind of car did you get?” she said.
“I couldn’t get a Mercedes, so I thought a Lincoln Continental would meet your size requirement.”MoreLess
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