Whiskey stared, the owner of a casino, the best gambler in town, laughing among their peers, let alone victims. They were suspected to be involved with drug cartels and terrorist groups. A glass of the finest champagne resting in their hand with poker chips stacked high on the table.

The large building filled with old timey music, laughing, and glasses clinking. The victims unsuspecting of the poker player who could make the richest of men fall to the knees in debt within a matter of minutes.