Death in the Casino: Target Practice Mysteries 5 Read Online Free

Let's get me a drink."
    We laughed as we went up to one of the many bars. Minx ordered a drink while Mary and I asked for water. I stepped back to the walkway designated by yellow carpeting. Moo was technically only allowed on the walkway.
    A large group of men was at the other side of the circular bar. This style of bar was spread throughout the casino floor; at least three were visible from where we stood. The men were adorned with hats and shirts that proclaimed their sponsorship from various bow companies.
    A man called out his greetings to Minx and Mary, and I followed them over to say hi. A tall guy lifted his hand to offer a high five. Minx stepped forward, but Moo leaped in front of her, and Minx's hand sailed off to the side as she caught herself from falling.
    A tall man with a beaklike nose laughed. "Nice job, Minx. Hope you have better aim this weekend." The group chuckled and he continued, "But that's what I'd expected from a girl . Women don't know how to do something complicated like a high five, right guys?"
    The men around him chuckled again.
    Minx's face grew bright red. "Shut up, Uncle Mike. You only think that because women keep slapping you across the face when you try to high five them."
    The chuckles turned to guffaws while one guys in back called out, "Burn."
    I leaned over to Mary. "Uncle Mike?"
    "His full name is Mike Uncalous, but they call him Uncle Mike or The Uncle."
    Uncle Mike narrowed his eyes at Minx then raised his glass. "You got me there. The ladies are heartbroken that they can't tie me down. Unless you want to try?" He drained his glass and placed it on the bar.
    Minx crossed her arms. "No thank you."
    Uncle Mike pushed off the bar. "I'm going to go check the target assignments." He passed us, giving Mary and me a once-over and a wink. A majority of the men followed, but one stayed behind to talk to Minx.
    The male that remained was just taller than me and average in looks. In fact, most archers started to blend together after a whiles and I doubted I could pick this camouflage-swathed one from a lineup. But he didn't have eyes for me as he approached Minx and shook her hand.
    "Nice to see someone give Uncle Mike a hard time. I'm Lucky."
    "Glad to see someone appreciates my big mouth." She looked him over top to bottom then smiled at him.
    "I think it's a nice mouth. Can I get you another drink?" His eyes rested on her lips as she licked them.
    She nodded. "I'm Minx, and this is Mary, Di, and Moo. They were just leaving."
    He gave us a passing glance and nod then turned back to Minx. He placed a hand on her lower back and steered her to the bar.
    I shrugged. "So much for the three Loggin's Angels."
    Mary looked at Lucky and shook her head. "I hope this vice doesn't leave her hung over like drinking does. What now?"
    The bartender held our water aloft. I slid a tip onto the bar. "Can I see where we're going to shoot? Then maybe check out the animal area for Moo."
    At the sound of his name, Moo danced at my side then lifted his head and let out a long "Woo woo."
    Heads around the casino lifted and peered around slot machines for the source of the noise.
    "Moo, don't get yourself uninvited." I started walking, and he fell in stride with me.
    "Sounds like a plan. I'm pretty sure everything is in the same place as always." Mary chugged her water and handed it to a casino waitress as she walked by in a colorful outfit that looked like a one-piece swimsuit with high heels and black stockings.
    A woman in her twenties thundered down the walkway directly toward us. She had reddish hair with thick pink highlights. I stepped aside to let her by but she veered to intersect me.
    "Hi, I'm Pinkie, and I need to talk to you, Di." She nodded at Mary then turned back to me. She had lovely blue eyes that were staring at me with a frightening intensity.
    "Uh, me? I think you might have me mistaken--"
    "No, I saw the video about you being the new pro-staff coordinator for Westmound-Andersson Industries, and