Second Card

Mar 17, 2004 20:57


He flipped the newspaper away from him, watching as the Orlando Sentinel fragmented and drifted to the floor.

Staring at the jumbled mass he thought... The second round lies face down, mon ami.. rasie, call or fold?

His gaze shifted ever so slightly, the single repeating light on the answering machine piercing the darkness. A steady pulse.. boom... boom... boom... hammered relentlessly.

In for a penny... He thought as his hand closed around the cool pastic of the reciever.

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He returned home, resigned.

Hmm.. a black King for the opposition.. Unexpected, but not unbeatable. Himself showing both a Jack and a Queen. Interesting, but not yet complete.

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