C32 The ONE

“Shit!” Kirby leaned back in his chair and raked his hand through his dark hair. “You’ve been practicing.”

“No shit, Sherlock.” I collected all the cards but the ones he needed to count and started to shuffle again.

“I’m still one hundred in the hole.” He tossed the cards he finished counting on the table and poured another shot in my glass.

“Getting me drunk won’t make it easier to win