mate. But still he moved to stand over the woman, determined to gain the
answers he sought.
“Excuse me, sister,” he said,
trying to show respect for the habit the woman wore. “Could you please tell me
why that woman just handed over about two grand in cash?”
“Do you know that woman? She
didn’t steal this money, did she?”
Quickly responding before Devil
could claim that she had, Judge said, “No, that money is hers to give you. And
yes, we know her. She’s my girl, and I was alarmed when she headed here with
that kind of money on her.”
“Then you know what sort of
heart she has,” the nun said, looking up to the heavens as if in thanks. When
her gaze returned to Judge’s, she added, “Charli finds it in her heart to give
lumps of money to the orphanage the church runs. Without her generous
donations, the children would be sleeping under the stars. Our roof collapsed
and without Charli’s money we wouldn’t have been able to afford to have it
repaired. She’s an angel sent from God.”
“That she is,” Judge agreed. He
didn’t realize he could have admired and respected his mate any more, but he
was wrong.
“How often does she give you
money?” Devil, it would seem, wasn’t as convinced.
“That’s the thing,” came the
nun’s reply. “There’s no regularity about it. But it always happens in clumps.
This week alone she has given me four thousand dollars, including this money.
The time prior, which was only a few weeks ago, it was nearly ten thousand.
Then it had been months between visits.”
“How did you meet?” Devil asked.
“Just over a year ago I was here
visiting one of our children who broke their leg climbing a tree. We were both
leaving the hospital. That was when she asked me about the orphanage. Next
thing I knew she was handing me about two thousand. Since that night, she rings
me when she has some money for the orphanage.”
“Do you always meet here?” Devil
asked.
“Yes, she insists on it.”
“So how much has she donated
over this year?” Devil queried. Finally, Judge was catching on to his brother’s
line of question.
“Believe it or not, in excess of
forty thousand dollars,” came the shocking reply. “Without it, we would have
definitely been forced to close our doors.”
“Thank you, sister, you have
been a great help.” Devil handed her his card. “Please, if you have a need for
anything, don’t hesitate to call. You can reach myself and any one of my
brothers through this number.”
While Devil effectively
dismissed the nun, Judge performed the simple yet worrying calculation. If his
mate had been handing over her winnings to the orphanage, then she would have
had to have visited the casino floor at least twenty times over the last year.
With the two visits this week, Judge knew of only seven times she had entered
the casino within Celestial Desert Paradise Hotel and Casino.
“Where the hell has she been
gambling?” he demanded.
“I believe that’s a question for
your mate, my brother,” Devil stated, slapping him on the back. “I’ll catch a
ride back home with the guards, since I’m assuming they won’t be needed for the
rest of the night.”
“No, they won’t. Thank them for
me and let them know I’ll assign Charli and Emily their own set of guards as of
tomorrow.”
“Will do,” Devil replied,
grinning. “Good luck with your mate. I thought Gabby was unpredictable, but
damn, she’s nothing like Charli.”
Judge watched his brother walk
away whistling. His mate’s actions may have raised more questions than provided
answers, but it would seem they had eased Devil’s suspicions somewhat. Now to
discover a little more about his mate.
Chapter Seven
Charli sat beside her sister’s
bed, her heart a lot lighter than it had been earlier. It was always the way.
Whenever Emily was admitted to the hospital, Charli felt the urge to gamble. It
would become too overwhelming that no matter how hard she tried to fight it
answers he sought.
“Excuse me, sister,” he said,
trying to show respect for the habit the woman wore. “Could you please tell me
why that woman just handed over about two grand in cash?”
“Do you know that woman? She
didn’t steal this money, did she?”
Quickly responding before Devil
could claim that she had, Judge said, “No, that money is hers to give you. And
yes, we know her. She’s my girl, and I was alarmed when she headed here with
that kind of money on her.”
“Then you know what sort of
heart she has,” the nun said, looking up to the heavens as if in thanks. When
her gaze returned to Judge’s, she added, “Charli finds it in her heart to give
lumps of money to the orphanage the church runs. Without her generous
donations, the children would be sleeping under the stars. Our roof collapsed
and without Charli’s money we wouldn’t have been able to afford to have it
repaired. She’s an angel sent from God.”
“That she is,” Judge agreed. He
didn’t realize he could have admired and respected his mate any more, but he
was wrong.
“How often does she give you
money?” Devil, it would seem, wasn’t as convinced.
“That’s the thing,” came the
nun’s reply. “There’s no regularity about it. But it always happens in clumps.
This week alone she has given me four thousand dollars, including this money.
The time prior, which was only a few weeks ago, it was nearly ten thousand.
Then it had been months between visits.”
“How did you meet?” Devil asked.
“Just over a year ago I was here
visiting one of our children who broke their leg climbing a tree. We were both
leaving the hospital. That was when she asked me about the orphanage. Next
thing I knew she was handing me about two thousand. Since that night, she rings
me when she has some money for the orphanage.”
“Do you always meet here?” Devil
asked.
“Yes, she insists on it.”
“So how much has she donated
over this year?” Devil queried. Finally, Judge was catching on to his brother’s
line of question.
“Believe it or not, in excess of
forty thousand dollars,” came the shocking reply. “Without it, we would have
definitely been forced to close our doors.”
“Thank you, sister, you have
been a great help.” Devil handed her his card. “Please, if you have a need for
anything, don’t hesitate to call. You can reach myself and any one of my
brothers through this number.”
While Devil effectively
dismissed the nun, Judge performed the simple yet worrying calculation. If his
mate had been handing over her winnings to the orphanage, then she would have
had to have visited the casino floor at least twenty times over the last year.
With the two visits this week, Judge knew of only seven times she had entered
the casino within Celestial Desert Paradise Hotel and Casino.
“Where the hell has she been
gambling?” he demanded.
“I believe that’s a question for
your mate, my brother,” Devil stated, slapping him on the back. “I’ll catch a
ride back home with the guards, since I’m assuming they won’t be needed for the
rest of the night.”
“No, they won’t. Thank them for
me and let them know I’ll assign Charli and Emily their own set of guards as of
tomorrow.”
“Will do,” Devil replied,
grinning. “Good luck with your mate. I thought Gabby was unpredictable, but
damn, she’s nothing like Charli.”
Judge watched his brother walk
away whistling. His mate’s actions may have raised more questions than provided
answers, but it would seem they had eased Devil’s suspicions somewhat. Now to
discover a little more about his mate.
Chapter Seven
Charli sat beside her sister’s
bed, her heart a lot lighter than it had been earlier. It was always the way.
Whenever Emily was admitted to the hospital, Charli felt the urge to gamble. It
would become too overwhelming that no matter how hard she tried to fight it
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