POV: Brigail
Brigail was on a roll.
She was the master of the game. No one could tell her hand. She would bet moderately at some point as she waited for the whales to take the bait, and other times she would go all-in even before the flop or the community cards were drawn.
When she took the seat at the no-limit table, she could feel the hunger vibrating off the high rollers as they eyed her like a minnow in the pool of sharks.
But after her third big win, they started to look at her differently. They were quick to come to the conclusion that they were being played, and not in a funny ha-ha way.
While Brigail held her composure with ease, Jerry was a nervous wreck. He couldn't stand behind her because the casino did not allow lurkers around the table. So he could only observe her from
