His last name was Rosstt. Mavers hadforgotten his first name. He had no idea about the CEO’s businessacumen, but he was a lousy poker player. There were only twoguidelines in Mavers’ profession. If someone shoots at you, youhope he’s a lousy shot. If someone plays poker with you, you hopehe’s lousy at cards. If he is lousy at cards,and a terribleshot, you have hit a streak of good luck.
The game had been going on for almosttwo hours, with a twenty minute break at the end of the first hour.Mavers puffed a thin cigar that was between his lips. He was yetagain very thankful that throughout history men have enjoyedplayinggames and gambling, a habit that seemed to be shared with otherraces. Mavers was skillful at gambling and was immensely gratefulthat, due to his skills, he had not done an ho
