Page 33 of Jameson: Mayhem Makers

I threw on a shirt and my cut before we made our way down to the buffet. I had two free buffet passes from the last time I gambled there, so we definitely took advantage.

“What time do you think they’ll go down there tonight?” Raleigh asked as we left the buffet.

I shrugged. “Probably around nine. Nodin is going to let us know before he heads to Laughlin.”

He glanced at his phone. “It’s not even four yet. What are we going to do until then?”

I furrowed my brows as him. “Uh, we’re in a casino. I’m gonna gamble.”

We went to get our players cards, then I hit the craps table. Raleigh chose to go play roulette. The time flew by as I played, and I was up about five hundred bucks after a couple of hours.

When eight o’clock rolled around, I cashed out and went to find my brother. He wasn’t at the roulette table anymore, but I found him at a blackjack table not too far from where I’d been playing.

He had a couple of stacks in front of him. I tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, we need to get ready to go.”

He briefly glanced at me, then back to the table. “After this hand.”

We went back up to our rooms to get ready. I wanted to shower and change because I had just thrown on my clothes from the night before, and I wanted to make a good impression.

Definitely couldn’t do that smelling like sex and cigarettes.

I showered and pulled my hair back into a ponytail before putting on a fitted black shirt, my cut, my favorite jeans, and my riding boots before spraying my cologne.

Raleigh knocked a few seconds later. When I opened the door, he asked, “Ready?”

I nodded. “Let’s go over the plan one more time so we’re on the same page.”

He let out an exasperated sigh but didn’t say anything.

“Okay, so we’re heading down there in my Tahoe, then planning to bring the girls back here.”

“Yep, and then we offer to give them a ride to their hotel after they’ve had too much to drink, then wait for them to pass out in the car and drive them back home.”

I nodded. “Good. Now, let’s hope we don’t fuck this up.”

We decided to head to Fremont before we heard from Nodin just so we could be there when the girls arrived. He texted me about thirty minutes after we got there that the girls were on their way.

We hung out at an outdoor bar near the rideshare drop-off area so we could see them as soon as they arrived.

After about fifteen minutes, I saw a blond girl get out of an Uber, then Lucia.

Damn.She was even prettier in person.

I nudged my brother as I kept my eyes on Lucia. “They’re here.”

He followed my gaze to the two giggling girls. “Well, at least the friend is hot.”

I frowned. “Lucia’s hot, too. You just like skinny bitches with no meat on them. Let’s go.”

Lucia was average height and thick, especially in the hips and ass. I preferred thicker women because I didn’t feel like I was going to break them. Some of my dad’s strippers made me feel that way, and it just wasn’t as enjoyable for me.

We trailed them from a distance as they talked animatedly, pointing out different things and laughing. I started to feel bad about what was going to happen to them, but I reminded myself it could be worse. At least I didn’t have to kill them.

The girls stopped at an outdoor bar designed like a carousel and each ordered one of the giant yard tourist drinks.

“This is going to be easier than I thought,” Raleigh commented as we sat on the opposite end of the bar from them.

“Not necessarily.” I chuckled. “Some of those drinks are more sugar than alcohol.”

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