Vegas. My home away from home. The familiar smell of alcohol and cigarettes wafted throughout the air. I entered the casino and saw a few unfamiliar faces. One man was wearing a bandana and gestured for me to go over to the poker table.
“Aye, you that famous poker player, eh?”
I nodded curtly, suspicious of these new people. There were about 4 of them. Two were whispering amongst themselves. One was lighting a cigarette.
“Sure, I guess...” I had nothing to lose. Being the world champion for the last 14 years meant I had a lot of experience and I could probably sweep these newbies easily.
“Ah, how about we...” The mysterious man smirked, “raise the stakes just a little?”
He pointed to another man, who raised his arm and revealed a stump of an arm.
“You win, we give you a rigged deck that will guarantee victory. You lose, we cut your hands off and you never play again. Deal?”
These guys looked new. Small fry.
The cards were dealt. I had a 4-of-a-kind.
“Ha! This will be an easy win!” I smiled.
The bandana man smirked and played his hand. It was a royal flush.