Dumas bent the corners of the cards up. A queen-high flush. He listened to the breathing around the table. Dale—if that was his name—now seemed too calm. It was a friendly game, but… Dumas decided. He pulled out his watch, sighed, and slid his cards into the center.
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Dumas decided. He pulled out his watch, sighed, and slid his cards into the center.
no subject