Jim began to deal.
But Ignis put his hand on the deck. His eyes narrowed and his eyebrows tightened. It was a laser-like stare and Jim could almost feel the rays piercing his retinas.
“Remember,” Ignis said, “when that first card is dealt, the bet is on.”
Something inside Jim screamed, “Get out of here! Get out now!”
Instead, he flipped over the cards, a king to the devil and a five for Jim. He pushed the cards to the devil. “Your deal.”
“Are we still agreed on seven stud?” the devil asked as he took the deck.
“Yes.”
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