The henchman glowered. “This is her, right boss? I think she was planning to run.”
“Let her go!” Vi shouted and got to her feet. “She was on her way here, you idiot.”
Bonnie wrenched her arm free and walked over to Salty. “Here you are. It’s everything we owe you.” She threw the bank note onto the table.
He reached out a grubby hand and retrieved the paper. After a glance at the scrawl he tossed it back down. “Where’s the gold? And your husband? I made a deal with Mr. Murray to get paid in gold for my investment.”
“This spends even better than gold,” she replied.
“What about the interest?”
“Don’t push it, Salty,” Vi growled.
Bonnie pouted and her gaze met the other woman’s in concern. “What interest?”
“I gave you an extension, remember? This isn’t near enough anymore.”
Vi gave a minute shake of her head. They both knew the gold Bonnie had just deposited was worth twice what she’d owed, but Salty didn’t need to know it, too.
“But, it’s all I’ve got! You’ve got to accept it.”
“I’ll play you for it.” Vi slapped her hand down on the bank note and grinned. There was no way she was going to let this weasel extort more than he was owed, and Bonnie had played her role perfectly. “You and me. One hand of black jack owns the Murray’s debt. You game?”