THE KING'S GAMBIT
Updated: Nov 9
By Ken Potter
(The purpose here is to write a short story in 100 words)
He needed an ace to be the King. The King would take the treasure. The Knave was sitting opposite, surrounded by his pack.
A bead of sweat broke on Holden’s brow. Suddenly, he felt lonely. He reached for the dealt card. Peeked furtively.
Ace! Holden swallowed hard.
“Raise you three hundred,” he said.
Silence. Eventually, the Knave nodded.