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The Stake

The smokiness of the room reminded Bailey of the morning fog on the bayou and fishing with his grandfather. He heard a nudging cough, took a drag off his cigarette and laid his hand down. The players were silent, wondering if Boa would actually take Bailey's life, even if he now had the right.

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