Murder at the Racetrack
Original Tales of Mystery and Mayhem Down the Final Stretch from Today's Great Writers
Chapter One
KELLER BY A NOSE
Lawrence Block
So who do you like in the third?" Keller had to hear the question a
second time before he realized it was meant for him. He turned, and
a little guy in a Mets warm-up jacket was standing there, a
querulous expression on his lumpy face.
Who did he like in the third? He hadn't been paying any attention,
and was stuck for a response. This didn't seem to bother the guy,
who answered the question himself.
"The Two horse is odds-on, so you can't make any money betting on
him. And the Five horse might have an outside chance, but he never
finished well on turf. The Three, he's okay at five furlongs, but at
this distance? So I got to say I agree with you."
Keller hadn't said a word. What was there to agree with?
"You're like me," the fellow went on. "Not like one of these
degenerates, has to bet every race, can't go five minutes without
some action. Me, sometimes I'll come ... read full excerpt from: Murder at the Racetrack: Original Tales of Mystery and Mayhem Down the Final Stretch from Today's Great Writers ebook
