I'm the Parlay King — Episode 5

Unknown, but underground books clear eight figures a month through his network Two arrests, zero convictions The kind of man who doesn't break laws, he buys the people who enforce them, and now I'm his newest investment Twenty-two years I've built this Started with a card game in a basement Now I have thirty-seven operators in twelve cities Every major fight, every championship, every seasonal line, I move the money that moves the odds, but I'm limited by probability I can weight the odds, I can't guarantee them You can Whatever you are, psychic, savant, whatever, you knew those outcomes Seven for seven No one does that And if it was just luck? Then you're useless, and I send you back to your mother's apartment But we both know it wasn't luck Here's how this works You live here You eat here You attend the school I choose You speak to no one about what you do for me Every Monday, you give me your picks I place the bets The money flows You get an allowance, an education, and the guarantee that your mother lives a comfortable, uninterrupted life I'm not your employee I'm your son Your gift belongs to me now, Evan That's not a warning, that's just math Oh, one more thing I've arranged someone to keep you company And you are? Mia Santos Mr Thorne assigned me to your detail, twenty-four/seven Detail? Like security?

Like supervision So you're my babysitter I'm the reason you don't do anything stupid Like leave? Like anything You're not going anywhere! She's the door She's the lock She's the wall She's the only person standing between me and everything I need, and I'll have to find my way past her