"Anything." He held up his wrist before her eyes and showed her the
gold watch. "We can play for this."
Something flared in her eyes for a moment before she gained control.
Then she was down on her knees, pushing her sleeves up, a tight look of
fear and dread haunting her eyes as she looked up at Jeff. "Something's
happening," she said softly. "The dice--they're not right."
"I know it. Why not?" His voice was hoarse, his eyes hard on her face.
She threw him a baffled look. "There isn't any reason. Nothing is
different, but the dice don't fall right. That's all, they just don't."