B J Jones the Story of My LifeChapter 525
“Not only do I not want to ever play poker with you, add your mates to that as well,” Ben-David said. “Why, you might win some money,” I replied. “Lose my ass may be more like it. All of you have poker faces and voices made of stone. I was at Camp Smith Saturday and Sunday; when I asked where you were, the only thing they said was you were away on business for a few days and nothing else. Not even a change of expression,” Ben said. “Balthazar gave away the two Iranian spies in Polokwane...