Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

TABITHA

I took a big gulp of the gin and shook my head. "Man, where did you get this from? It's strong as hell!" I laughed and took another gulp.

The gin was so strong that its scent took over the heavenly smell of booze and cigarettes that usually filled the room.

My gaze fell on the packet at the door that led to the room where our work equipment was carefully tucked.

I made a mental note to steal about half a dozen and hide away.

"It's the best," Sid attested. Then he shook his head, pointing at the cards on the table. "My money is Tabitha, man." He shook his head at Ron, "You suck at this. Why do you keep playing?" "Why do you keep writing?"

The rest of us laughed. Sid chuckled too but he hit Ron on his arm. "That was not funny, dude."

Ron ignored him, his focus back on the cards spread out on the table.

I smirked as I dropped the bottle and shuffled my cards. "What's your decision?"

Ron will never learn. He can never defeat me in this. I'll just keep taking his money.

My money's on Ron," Jon said. "After all, he brings in the best idiots."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Why do you have to always refer to our beloved clients like that?" Sid laughed. "They bring in the money, they deserve some respect."

"Of course," I chuckled. "You remember that one that immediately transferred his whole account balance to us?" I said, slapping Ron's lap.

We all guffawed at the memory of one of our clients that we swindled. It was one of the smoothest jobs that we did.

forget?" Ron said, his focus finally off the cards. He had accepted his imminent loss as

easiest job, man," Sid shook his head. "Dude was so certain that we were legit. Not gonna lie, I felt a little bad for him to

me what you want,

overfed one, that's how they speak," Ron intoned. "Didn't you notice that he barely felt the five hundred thousand dollars that we

of us. And I was reminded of how

rolled my eyes. "But he didn't. Can we move on

eyebrows at me. "We're going down memory

It was my turn. I dropped my last card and boom!

win!" I yelled for the second time that

me. "You know

laugh. Then Sid said, "You say that all the damn time,

grinned. "Yeah, whatever. I'd prefer you

phone from beside him and did

money, the rest of us talked about some of our

who were actually smart, the ones who were

were all fun

his head after another bout of laughter. "I don't think some of them know what the word scam means. Some of them just drop

broke ones," I said in a sing songy voice. "Either way, it all works in our favor," I added as I reached for a

I'd prefer they were smarter like that dude that almost caught

on the back. "Don't worry, when you're locked up in jail, your blood will pump even more."

as I took a slow drag from my cigarette, my phone began to ring in

for it and brought it out. I was about to take another drag when I looked at the caller's ID but my

down at my phone. "Why is he calling?" I murmured to myself. I glanced at

good?" Ron asked just

up, I