I was knocked to the floor. Winded. Stunned. But it was more than that. After all, what was the point? If every journey was doomed, if every opportunity was a guaranteed loss, if every deck was stacked-well, just what exactly was the bloody point?I raised my eyes to his, tried to focus.\"There's a girl I'd like you to-\" He drew a finger across his throat. \"I don't care how. Don't want to know, really. But if you find yourself running short on ideas, as I suspect you will-well, there's a revolver in here. Loaded.\"I worked the jaws. \"I can't-\" I protested hoarsely. \"I mean, really-I can't!\"I was helped to my feet. My jacket was swiped at with great, broad strokes. The smile did not quite reach his eyes. \"Lucky for me I ran into you!\"Meet Philadelphia Potts, a bloke so profoundly unlucky that despite his best efforts, disaster follows in his wake. | Born Lucky by Harvey L Seibel, Hardcover | Indigo Chapters