Kansas City Confidential Page #4

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the law does not know.

I will show you

where is a nice game of chance.

Okay.

- All right.

- Place your bets, boys.

Place your bets.

All right, all bets down. Coming out.

Shooter's coming out.

- Eight of clubs.

- Eight of clubs, go!

- Watch the dice, boys.

- Come on.

Seven up! You lose.

All right.

Throw that guy in the bucket if you're off...

- Know any other spots?

-Si, seor, but I lose all my money.

Come on.

Check the card game.

Okay, all bets. Hands off the table.

Come on, there. Come on.

- I'm gonna let mine ride.

- What about that?

Light, Mac?

Thanks.

All right, move around, everybody.

If you're not shooting,

get away from the table.

Let the betters in. All right, let the dice go.

- And he's coming out.

- Come on dice, get hot.

- And he went away

with a four-trey.

It's not your night, bud. Next shooter.

Come on, now,

give me something on the field.

You can't go wrong with the big six

or the big eight!

And don't overlook that

ever loving any-craps. It's overdue, men.

- $20, he don't hit.

- You got a bet, Mister.

Coming out,

the big miss, box cars.

All right, take the inside

and pay the outside.

Double up after craps, men.

One good one makes up

for all the bad ones.

You might as well be broke

as not have enough.

All right, here we go.

Let the piece ride.

I'm still saying he can't do it.

Make him

eat those words, Mister.

And another $20.

There they go

and he's got nine for a number.

He makes nine for all the money.

- 3-to-2, you can't not.

- I'll take 50-to-25 I make it.

No bet. It's a 3-to-2 wager.

I'll cover that.

All right, boys. Come on, now.

Give me something on the field.

And the shooter's coming out

on a gravy train.

That devil jumped up.

He went away with seven.

Take the inside, pay the outside.

You wanted me to tell you

when it was 10:
30, fellow.

- All right.

- All right.

- All right, let the dice go.

- No more bets.

Come on, dice. Get hot.

- And he went away

with a four-trey.

Four-trey.

And we're coming out

with a brand new shooter.

Don't overlook the field, men.

Can't go wrong with a

big six and a big eight.

Can somebody give me something for

that every loving, no-craps?

It's overdue, men.

- Who's that guy, just came in?

- I don't know, some tourist. Why?

I don't know. Gives me the willies.

He just don't smell right to me.

So long, Diaz.

Next shooter coming up.

- What's your hurry, fellow?

- Do you mind?

For a guy who did all right, you seem to

be in too much of a hurry.

- Is there a law against it?

- Maybe.

Who sent you here, fellow?

Diaz, the cab driver.

Okay, fellow.

Okay, wise guy.

You found me. Now what?

What's eating you?

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