Dimensions
131 x 198 x 23mm
"There were nights when I knew I would win. It was not a thing I could explain. But I felt it. As a firmness in my bones, tautness in my muscles. A tingle on the lips. Everything connected, flowing, my sense heightened. A confidence that I could do nothing wrong. on those nights I won obscene amounts of money. And there were nights when I knew nothing would go right, that I was destined to lose."
Martin Flint has been hit hard. Two years ago his young daughter died in an accident, and while he and his wife are learning to cope with the tragedy, it doesn't look as if they're going to make it. More and more Martin turns to the only other friend he's got: the Pillars of Wisdom poker machine -- until it lets him down one time too many.
Using what's left of a small inheritance, Martin travels to Fiji. A little time-out from a life out of control is also an opportunity to research the story of a nineteenth-century treasure. From the realm of Sydney's poker machine parlous to the seedy bars and backstreets of Suva, Martin encounters conmen, criminals, drifters and dreamers. A young Fijian woman with troubles of her own provides heartache and hope -- and the knowledge that life isn't always elsewhere.
