But the back office had been a small affair and he"d sold the Scavenger a year into the marriage and boredom had set in, travel rare, new sights and new worlds now replaced with new invoices and new transactions.
The wagers had started small, always from his own pocket, his company salary generous, and Jack found he was fairly good at sports betting. Reviewing a field of contenders in an Ostrick race—the forty-foot arcans from the Rara Avis constellation not terribly different from the large flightless birds from Earth known as ostriches—or assessing two opposing teams in murderball, Jack seemed to have a knack for picking the winner.
Only later, as he found himself in court, first for the divorce and then for bankruptcy, did Jack realized he"d been targeted.
He still kicked himself tha
