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.

his focus finally off the cards. He had accepted his imminent

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 be honest. Normally, he's a broke ass. We should have just left him." "Speaking of asses," Jon piped up. "You remember that

started to chant the words and they joined me, "I like your ass, Tabit, tell me what you want, whatever you

Ron intoned. "Didn't you notice that he barely felt the five hundred thousand dollars that we

reminded of how hesitant he had been about him. "He could have hunted us

didn't. Can

eyebrows at me. "We're going down memory

at the game. It was my turn. I dropped my last card and boom! I triumphed

win!" I yelled for

me. "You know I just let you win,

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

"Yeah, whatever. I'd prefer

from beside him and did

the money, the rest of us talked

stupid, the ones who were actually smart, the ones who were just plain

were all

of them know what the word scam means. Some of

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

like that

in jail, your blood will pump even more." We

took a slow drag from my cigarette, my phone

looked at the caller's ID but my hand froze in the air when I saw who

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

you good?" Ron

up, I need to make