Free Death in the Casino: Target Practice Mysteries 5 by Nikki Haverstock Page A

of five thousand and double contingency. We'll announce your new position and try to introduce you to our pro-staff managers and marketers this week so you can set up meetings with them. I'm sure they will be excited to share the information with their shooters."
    "Oh?"
    She chuckled. "More money for their shooters that they don't have to spend? Win win."
    My palms were sweaty. I was taking on a lot of extra responsibility, but I was excited. Moo leaped up and joined me as I stood.
    Orion was typing into his phone, and Elizabeth stepped closer for a private moment. "I know that I said that you could turn down the offer with no repercussions, but personally, I'm really proud to see you step up to the challenge." She squeezed my shoulder and left the room.
    Orion put his phone back in his pocket and smiled. "How you doing? You were pretty pale when we walked in."
    "Why didn't you tell me on the way over that is was good news? I thought you two might be firing me." I fanned my face. It wasn't even noon, and I was ready for a nap.
    He laughed out loud. "I'm not totally convinced this was good news. It's going to be a ton of work, and people will criticize you every step of the way. But we have faith in you. I've got to take off, I have another meeting but grab me later and I'll introduce you around with your new title."
    He left before I could ask what my official title was. In the room alone, I took a moment to look around before I left. There were a printer, coffee pots, trays of foods, and stacks of paper everywhere. With the rise of the Internet, people kept predicting that everyone would go paperless at any moment, and yet it hadn't happened. "Come on, Moo."
    Moo danced on the end of his lead, excited to hear his name, and his thick tail swept across a table, knocking a box of papers onto the floor. The box landed on its side and loose paper fanned across the room. I sighed and grabbed the box off the ground. There was a black marker note on the side that indicated that the papers inside were headed for the shredder. The pages nearest my feet were target assignments for this morning's line. The printer must have been low on ink, because the words were faded.
    I crouched down and gathered the papers until my eyes landed on some financial pages. I randomly flipped through the rest of the pages underneath, which included payouts, entry numbers, and a list of participants. "Bingo."
    I took off my thin jacket and grabbed all the papers from the financial sheet down then wrapped the jacket around it. I clutched it to my chest and peeked out the door before racing into the hallway.
    Moo pulled to greet people that extended their hands, but I pulled him closer. Nodding at a few people I recognized as I passed, I looked over my shoulder back at the door. A cleaning crew was entering the room, and I blew out a sigh of relief that no one was chasing after me.
    There was probably nothing of value in the stack of papers, but I didn't want to explain why I had grabbed them.
    Tiger held a hand out in front of me. "Hey, Di, let me introduce you to Esther and Georgianna."
    I greeted two little blondes with Southern accents. "Nice to meet you. Did you shoot already?"
    They nodded. The left blonde explained, "It didn't go so well for either of us, but Tiger offered to look over our equipment at the practice range."
    They gazed up at him adoringly, and he gave me a wink then looked past me. "Florine, did you want to join us?"
    A red-headed gal joined him with her bow.
    I chuckled. "I'll let you go then. Good luck to all of you." I couldn't help but smile at Tiger as he headed to the practice range with the three girls.
    Entering the trade show, I had to slow down. The booths were still surrounded, and even more people had bows today than yesterday. Once I made it through the booths to the top of the arena seating, I scanned the crowd. The bottom row of the seating was about ten feet higher than the arena floor, but there were portable rolling