by DarkJade (James Mahoney)
CHAPTER II – Caged
Sitting at the poker table before Mady were six men, but the table held eight.
Samuel Coinyard, oil tycoon. Long white hair, large mustache, tall tan cowboy hat, dark brown long coat.
Dustin Dodge, dark hair, brown forgiving eyes, non trustworthy smile, maybe in his mid thirties.
Rim McKenick. A man from Ireland, squinty eyes, non trusting demeanor.
Long Jones. A colored man in a grey tuxedo. Full of smiles, he ordered drinks for everyone at the table, and tipped too much.
Milford Collins, a young businessman from New Jersey.
And Cliff Engels, a shady looking, large grey hat wearing mystery.
Mady approached the table, leaving Spilwell behind, “May I sit?” she spoke.
“Well of course little lady,” jovially replied Long Jones, as he pulled out a chair for her.
Some of the men looked at one another, some paid it no mind.
“Texas Holdem… I’d Seen My Father Play With The Help From Time To Time… But Never Played Myself,” thought Mady.
“So tell me fine lady, what is a beautiful young woman like yourself doing in such a place as this?” spoke Dustin Dodge, laying on the charm., which of course with Mady, did not work.
“I think I may have killed a man in New York City,” she replied in almost a daze.
This grabbed Milford Collins attention, as he was from New Jersey.
“Did he owe you money?” he asked.
Samuel Coinyard laughed a bit, while Milford Collins began to sweat.
“World be mad, deal me in!” suddenly came boisterously from behind Mady.
When she looked to see who it was, she couldn’t believe her eyes.
A tall, light color haired man, with a mustache and cowboy hat sat down directly across from Mady, “Well, well, well…” the man spoke, “If it ain’t little Mady Monroe.”
“Rex Tayor… I Can’t Believe It… The Man Whose Father Bought My Family Estate After My Mother, and Step Father’s Passing.”
“Rex Talor… How do you do…” spoke Mady non too friendly.
Rex pulled out a cigar, bit off the end, spit it out, and lit it, “Better by the moment I recon… Better by the moment,” he said with a twinkle in his eye.
“You two in? Or are you not done with this little ‘reunion’,” spoke Cliff Engels, none to friendly.
“Deal er up!” replied Rex.
Cliff looked at Mady who looked back blankly, “Uh…”
Suddenly the server brought Mady an envelope, which she calmly opened.
Dear Mady Monroe
Welcome To Louisiana
You Have Received A Credit Of $100,000 Aboard This Ship
Enjoy The Ride
“Troy?” Mady thought to herself.
“Mam?” suddenly interjected Rim McKenick, the Irishman.
“Yes… Well… I’m not sure I remember how to play… But I’ll give it a shot,” she replied.
And so the card game continued. And within a few hands, and several hundred dollars lost, Mady began to get the general gist of the game.
PICTURE CREDIT – Riverboat