Week 9 Story: Yudi Loses Everything

If you asked Yudi, the night was still young. Rhythmic, thumping music filled the room around him. It was carried along with the hushed and hurried voices of the other players. He sat at a grandiose oak table covered in a rich green velvet. At his table were six other men dressed in their best suits and ties. A few puffed on cigars; others swirled their glasses of scotch. All of them eyed Yudi. "I'll meet that bet." Yudi sneered as he met each of the other players' gazes. "And I'll raise you $1000." The table erupted. Three of the players slammed down their hands and yelled at Yudi. "You're bluffing. You have to be kidding." A chorus of disbelief broke out. Finally, a slender and haughty young man raised his scotch glass and simply declared, "Enough." The table fell silent once more. This man was Dura and he was the fiercest poker player that had every set foot in the lounge. Dura and Yudi glared at each other across the ta...