Chapter Sixteen
The Jack of Spades
LUIS MARIEL, profiting by the example of the Americanos, stood up to “Dirty” Cheetim’s bar and drank cheap whiskey.
“Wot you doin’, Kid?” asked Cheetim.
“Nothing,” replied Luis.
“Want a job, or hev you still got some dinero left?”
“I want a job,” replied Luis. “I am broke.”
“You got a hoss, ain’t you?”
“Si, Senor.”
“Come ’ere,” he motioned Luis to follow him into the back room.