Return To Par Impar Part I
I won’t bore you with the way I left Rota, or how I convinced the Council of Good Fortune to let me go. That’s a story for another time. Tristran…
Wards & Delays
The message broke my usually calm, businesslike demeanor. Delayed, again! Parts arrived slowly from mainland China due to the virus outbreak, putting ships behind schedule. The Blue Chip remained among…
Sisters Greetings
The saltwater scented breeze teased strands of Plouto’s hair from the sleek up do in which she wore it. Sunlight sparkled off the designer gold coin necklace she wore. Tyche…
Festive Vacation
As much I would have loved to take Aggie on a cruise from Nassau to Greece, the timing simply wasn’t with us. It would have taken twenty, maybe even thirty…
La Fattoria
When Aggie first told me about his small farm he’d found in Greece, I’d believed him to be a sentimental fool. At the height of our worship, he blessed the…
Troubled Reunion Part II
“Oh, Tyche,” Aggie cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead as if his touch could magically take all my troubles away. I knew better. He did too. “I should have…
Caribbean Blue
From my office high above the gambling floor at Par Impar, the Caribbean resort I owned, I looked down over the mortals, each of them playing their luck or lack…