Lounge Act

Marc Tobin learned to read a room before he could legally enter one.

Every city taught him something he'd never unlearn. Long Island taught him what people will pay for. Boston taught him to read a crowd from the door. New York taught him that the money is never the dangerous part. Las Vegas taught him that anything can be had for the right price, and San Diego gave him the biggest room of all, with his name on the line.

He can look across a packed club and tell you who's carrying, who's cheating, who's about to swing, and who's about to buy the whole section. He can't tell when the woman beside him has stopped believing him.

The women who loved him got lost in his orbit. The friends who stood beside him got left behind. The violence he kept calling bad luck kept finding him in every city. And when the last room finally closed around him, he had to answer the question he'd avoided for twenty years: was it the rooms, or was it him?

Lounge Act is a fast, funny, hard-edged novel about ambition, loyalty, and what it costs to be the one in charge.