Page 27 of Game of Love
Mr. Gorgeous looked to Armand and surprised everyone when he picked up the three stacks and placed them back together.
He stood again and wowed everyone when he did some sort of shuffle with the deck that made the cards flicker out and back in again. As if each card were attached to a spring. It was fascinating and magical to watch.
“This is a job interview right?” he asked, aiming the question at Pa who looked well and truly taken with him.
“It sure is,” Pa answered.
“Great, so why should I work for you?” Mr. Gorgeous asked.
It was safe to say he had everyone’s attention.
Pa chuckled. “Boy, either you’re not very bright or you have a death wish.”
“I wasn’t aware there was any sort of threat here.” He threw back returning the smile and I knew I shouldn’t allow the beauty in his smile to do anything to me but I couldn’t help it.
Pa laughed louder. “We have ourselves a comedian here, people. A comedian I’m starting to like. If you don’t see me as a threat, then that’s good for you, but you may be wary of the poison. You should be aware that you have roughly two and a half minutes before you die like the others.”
“Thanks for the info, that’s sufficient time to establish whether or not I want to work for you. So tell me the job specs. Do I get a company car, vacation leave, stuff like that?”
“Vacation leave?”
“I play golf, and I have a cat who likes the beach,” Mr. Gorgeous answered as simply as that.
I almost laughed. There were a few snickers across the room.
“You get twenty five days and a company car.”
“Perfect.” He walked up to Armand and did that shuffle thing again.
This time he reminded me of Gambit from X-Men. My cousin Donny watched it religiously every day after school when we were kids.
This guy looked like the character, with his mad card skills.
Once he shuffled the deck he gave it to Armand and walked right up to Pa.
I gasped and a ripple of whispers fluttered over the room when he reached into the pocket on Pa’s jacket and pulled out the three red queens.
“Here you go Sir, here are your queens.”
Everyone was stunned. I didn’t know how he knew.
Pa nodded and stunned everyone further by clapping.
“So, when can I start?” Mr. Gorgeous asked.
“Tomorrow at eight,” Pa answered and handed him a little white pill he pulled from his pocket.
Mr. Gorgeous took it, tossed it in his mouth and gave Pa a lopsided grin. “Cool, see you then.”
Before he left his gaze shifted to me, but only for a split second.
A split second, but heat washed over me.
All that time and I still didn’t know his name.
Who was he?
Chapter 7
