think as I am on to something, man.”

“What's that you say, Victoria?”

“I think I'm on to something. It may mean money. Big money.”

“Now look, girl, you be careful, you'll not tangle yourself up in something. Maybe I'd better tackle what it is.”

Victoria laughed, a deep rich chuckle. “You wait and see,” she said. “I know how to play this hand. It's money, man, it's big money. Something I see, and something I guess. I think I guess right.”

And again the soft rich chuckle rolled out on the night.