Chapter 197: Betting on Borrowed Money!

Since Diego Santee had said as much, Edith Lynch didn't hesitate. She smiled at the attendant. "Horse No.1, thirty thousand." Shane Farrell just shook his head, silent. He didn't even bother warning them this time-he'd never seen anyone so eager to hand over free money. He wondered if they'd start a fight when they lost. He hoped they would; it'd be another shot for him to make a move. The attendant walked off, and the race resumed. Out on the track, hooves hammered the turf-thud, thud, thud-dust...