Summary of a Gambling Man by David Baldacci

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Notice to Readers This is not the main book; it is just a summary by Elite Publishers. It is not meant to replace the original book. Recap of A Gambling Man by David Baldacci Over his shoulder, Archer said, "Just wait for a fellow to fall off a truck and he's your man, Bobby H." IN HIS HOTEL ROOM, which looked like a shower stall with halfhearted ambition, Archer ditched his hat on the bed, tucked his satchel in the narrow closet with two feeble hangers dangling from the wooden rod, and sat in the one chair by the one window. The missive was in response to one Archer had written to Dash at the advice of Irving Shaw, a state police detective Archer had met while in a place called Poca City, where Archer had served his parole. Their chips doubled, and Archer looked intrigued as the dealers worked the payoffs and oversaw new bets. People had colorful chips in hand that looked very different from the ones Archer had been using at the craps table. The man eyed him with interest as he totaled them up, scooped them away, and placed a stack of colorful chips in front of Archer. Archer glanced over the chips and gave the man a number. "Thanks, genius," the dealer said as he placed a like-colored chip atop the rail by the wheel and then placed a number marker on it that coincided with the chip value Archer had given him. People kept betting until the ball was about to drop and then the dealer called out, "No more bets." Seconds later Archer and Callahan lost their chips because the ball decided twenty-one red all the way on the other side was a much more comfortable resting place than ten black. Archer took his stacks of chips, split them evenly, and handed one stack to Callahan. After Archer and Callahan reclaimed their hats from the hat check girl, they turned chips into dollars at the cashier's desk, and Archer carefully folded the money over and put it through a slit in his hat's lining. Howells snatched up his hat, spat on the big man lying at his feet, and tottered over to Archer. Howells turned to Archer, "And who is your charming friend, Archer?" ARCHER HELPED HOWELLS CLEAN UP in the men's washroom and then they joined Callahan at the bar after he dumped both the snub-nosed and the knife in the waste can. Lester once more ran his gaze up and down Archer and Callahan before turning to Howells. To Archer, the old man seemed uneasy at having to deal with the giant, and that uneasiness transferred to Archer like a virus. "Well, I'm a betting man, Archer, as you know, and I'm betting on you to do just fine out there in California." Callahan put her hands on the wheel, took a deep breath, then arched her back and slid to the right while Archer sunk low and edged to the left. "This is so exciting, Archer, don't you think?" "You never carry an empty gun around, Archer. GET A COPY OF THIS SUMMARY TO KNOW THE COMPLETE STORY

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