Studying his cards as well as he is able, Mendez decides that although seven Kings seems like a great hand, he doubts its legal.
Laying down his cards, he staggers out with his winnings. He brushes past the Casino’s owner ‘Skinner’ and his armed thugs, and passes through the main door.
“So who’s the stiff that’s costing me all this money?”
When his croupier signals the now empty doorway, Skinner can only grind his teeth.
“I ain't seen anyone that lucky since that cursed, black shirted, pirate cleaned us out, all those months ago.”
Outside Mendez takes a decidedly zig-zaggy walk back to his lodgings.
What he needs now is a party!
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