The usual card sharks come in, there eyes blazing for a bite. The room is tense as no one had made a bet yet as they hold the three cards, tightly in their hands.

“No bets?” The dealer asked to the players. They look into each other’s eyes, see if there’s a crack, a way to break the line. But I knew these types.

Over zealous.

Too much pride.

Arrogant.

I raise the stakes to fifty mil. I was a...