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 all in.

“Anyone else?”

“I fold.”

“Damn king.”

I won already and I didn’t even get to show it.

“Very well. The game goes to……..”

With a splash the chips scattered around the table. A man by the name of J put all his chips in too. Much to the oohs and aaaahhs of the spectators.

“I take that back, the game continues. We have reached the reveal. Gentleman? One at a time? J? Your first card.”

J revealed a king. Not good.

I revealed the first card? It was a Jester.

“J wins the first reveal. Now your second cards gentleman.”

J revealed a second king. I was still in the clear.

I revealed an angel. I won the second round.

The third round is where you soar or fall.

“You lost,” J said with certainty. I raised an eyebrow, “let’s let the cards talk, shall we?”

“J’s final card is????? Oh wow.” The dealer was surprised for there is only 3 in the deck.

J played the devil card.

“Nice draw. Very nice draw.”

I revealed mine. A card where it’s nearly impossible to draw but it can beat any other card in the deck. And I just happen to have one.

The Crockmaw.