A man bound to ruin himself through gambling was sitting right next to me. He should have bet on Steinhof. What kind of confidence made him bet on Terese without Wilhelm? Had the high payout odds made him lose his mind? No wonder he kept losing money.
Now I understood what his wife was going through.
Michael's love of gambling was a real problem.
"Wolf. Promise me you'll never gamble. Please."
"Of course not. I'm lucky to have a living cautionary tale sitting right in front of me."
Unable to bear the awkward atmosphere, Michael fled, claiming he had to prepare for his match.
In the afternoon was the second-round second match between the War Minister's family and Offenburg.
Whether or not I'd be joining the team competition depended entirely on this match.
"Hey, why aren't you in this one? What's the deal?"
