Her boss peddles in cards, but Bess never imagined her future prospects would be won or lost in a game of poker.
Following her boss cross-country over a bitter gambling dispute, Bess is getting settled in at the Staghorn Saloon. But she wonders who the dark stranger over the thoroughfare is, and why he’s smirking at her like that.
I was terrified, turned on, and wanted to jump the table to straddle him.
Is Bess just a pawn in a game between powerful men, or does Joe Walsh want to have his way with her? Joe keeps her guessing right to the end.
Short and dirty reads in the Wild West.