Bad Bets (Bad News Series Book 3) *Under Major Edit*

Chapter 3

The cars pulled up outside the hotel at 11pm sharp and the night in Vegas was just getting started. You couldn’t miss the lights and the sounds of the casino’s, dragging those whom were already addicted to the games inside.

Crowds of people filled the streets, all there for their own personal reasons; spontaneous weddings, hen nights trying to have a bit of fun and the serious business of the gang world, using Vegas as the perfect place to stir up trouble.

The guys and Jess grabbed their luggage and the first stop was their rooms, to which Jay always stayed in the same considering it had been his occupation for pretty much his whole single life.

“Dude this is insane!” Kye appeared in Jay’s doorway, stood with his mouth wide open as he took in the décor and let his eyes lay focus on the female room attendant who stopped by to supply the goods that mainly consisted of alcohol.

“It’s just a room Kye, calm down.”

“Have you seen mine? It’s the size of a fucking cupboard, let me have a room in here, you must have spares!” Walking in without an invite he threw himself onto one of the sofa’s and began flicking through the channels.

“Not a fucking chance, now get out.” Jay pulled the remote from his hand and pointed towards the door.

“C’mon, I’m your favourite, you’ve gotta let me stay.”

Before Jay could speak up again, Matt now turned up in his doorway, phone in hand and what looked like a skype call.

“I’m sorry man, they forced me.” He said before turning the screen. They hadn’t been here five minutes and Juliet and Nessa had already decided to make the first call.

“Love you babe, bye.” He said, taking the phone from Matt’s hand, he ended the call within an instant and threw it onto the sofa where Kye was still sat.

“Not now Russle, we have that meeting and we can’t be late.”

“Oh shit yeah.” Was his response as the two began heading for the door, picking up their pace before Jay stopped and turned.

“Don’t break anything and you can fuck whoever you want in here until I’m back.”

Then he was gone, leaving his brother in the fantasy of the huge hotel room to do as he pleased.

*

“Jay Gibson?” A tall dark haired woman appeared in front of them. “I should have guessed you’d be back.”

“Steph.” Jay acknowledged before turning to introduce the additional figure with him.

“Matt this is Steph, Steph this is Matt, she runs this place.”

Matt raised his eyebrows as he looked around, it was a strip club plus show room and it seemed an extremely popular one of that.

“Hey.”

“What are you guys here for?” She questioned.

“A meeting with Stan, I didn’t know you held his office here?”

Rolling her eyes, a pissed expression overcome her striking beautiful face.

“I didn’t, until her forced himself in here like the dominating asshole he is.” She said, before stepping a little closer so they could hear her over the pounding music. “How long are you here for and why?”