Secrets Part Three - Betting
Jack was sitting in Café Diem, his usual set, contemplating thoughts over a tall glass of… something alcoholic. He wasn't sure what.
"Hi boss, how's it going?" Jo greeted cheerfully as she entered the restaurant, an arm draped around Zane's neck.
He grunted something incomprehensible.
"Good to see you too," she smiled, leading her beau to the other side of the counter.
There was another grunt, one she didn't bother try to understand.
"Somebody's in a good mood," Zane said sarcastically.
"You would be too if you saw what was going on in here about twenty minutes ago," Vince said, setting two mugs down in front of them and preparing to take their order.
"If this involves Fargo and another one of his blow-up doll, I don't wanna hear about it." Zane received an odd look from Jo, Vince and three people who happened to hear his comment. "Nevermind."
"What happened?" Jo asked.
Vince looked around, then leaned forward, not wanting anyone to overhear the latest gossip. "Our recently reunited couple had a little too much to drink tonight. Things got a little frisky."
"Ouch," Zane nodded as Vince walked away.
"Oh and Jo," he said, turning back. "I have angry costumers who want their money. Whatever you're going to do, do it soon."
"Speaking of," she said, reaching into her shirt. "Add this to my existing bet," she said, handing him a fifty.
"Is that wise?"
"Do you know something I don't?" Zane asked her as Vince pulled a binder out from under the counter.
"Care if I take a look?" she asked, ignoring both questions. He slid The Book toward her. "Hmm," she said, running her finger down the lists. There were three columns. The first two were similar in length, though it was hard to tell, seeing that there were dozens of names and dollar figures jammed into what little room remained.
The third column, however, had no more than maybe five or six names. The top of the list was Jo, with several scratch marks through previous bids and a current bid of near five hundred dollars. Following was Zane's name and a bid about 75 dollars less. Below that was Fargo, Zoë, Taggart, and one of the Addison sisters all with bids ranging from 23.50 (because Fargo was only willing to risk so much on the long shot) to 379 (because Taggart was confident that his long shot wasn't all that much of one).
Jo smiled. "We're gonna be rich baby."
"How's that exactly?"
She leaned in close, not wanting anyone, especially the sheriff, to hear.
"Because Jack Carter and Nathan Stark will be together by the end of the month, whether they like it or not."