Quentin Ketterly stood in the Gold Star Saloon and lit his cheroot with one hand, the other resting lightly on his hip, very close to his waistcoat pocket. He stared across the room at the five men playing poker at a nearby table. His eyes tracked the movement of the cards that they held and played, though his mind was on another set of Cards entirely. | Copyright 2014 by Rajan Khanna. Originally published in DEAD MAN'S HAND, edited by John Joseph Adams. Reprinted by permission of the author. | Podcast Audio courtesy of Brilliance Audio, publisher of the audiobook edition of DEAD MAN'S HAND. Narrated by Phil Gigante.

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