The Shelby Company Office was always busy on a Friday. Especially busy when there was a race on that weekend, which there nearly always was.

The workers rushed around, all getting on with their own little tasks, working hard, working diligently. The building was filled with laughter and chatting—which not a lot of the other businesses could say themselves.

John looked over the books again. Being a third shareholder, he was in charge of the floor, taking in the bets. Arthur was the big boss. Tommy was.. Tommy.

Bookmaker life was a busy business, but it paid well.