15
William already had a gambling problem. He
played cards all night at the place near his
house.
Small bets always get you addicted.
He didn’t know anyone who could get him
into an underground casino.
We paid one of his friends to do it.
He needed to lose money while playing cards
with him.
Five hundred the first day, a thousand the
second, five thousand the third.
He was losing more and more, and he always
had more to spend.
After a week, William asked, “You hit the
lottery? Where are you getting all this
money?”
The friend said, “It doesn’t matter. Are you
happy you’re winning or not?”
That afternoon, William kept asking him
where the money was coming from.
That night, we let the friend go to the casino.
Sure enough, William followed him.
An hour later, we gave the friend 30K.
William ran out, patting down his pockets.
“That’s a lot of money! What did you do?”
The friend looked scared. “Shhh! I won it.”
William looked suspicious. “Is it… an
underground casino?”
The friend pulled him into the corner. “Don’t
tell anyone, okay? There’s a bunch of rich
guys in there. They spend millions every night!
く
You can make money for years!”
“And I can win?”
“If you see someone winning, just follow their
bets!”
“It’s that easy?”
I could hear William swallowing in my
earpiece.
Mark and I smiled at each other. He took the
bait.
