Shootout in the Okey Doke Casino: Poker Boy, #14

By Dean Wesley Smith

Poker Boy and his team must stop a possible war between fairies and trolls. A war guaranteed to start at a poker table in the hidden Okey-Doke Casino.

So everyone figured who would be better to stop it than Poker Boy.

One problem: Poker Boy didn’t even know fairies and trolls existed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: WMG Publishing
• Release date: Sep 22, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536539257

Dean Wesley Smith

Considered one of the most prolific writers working in modern fiction, USA TODAY bestselling writer, Dean Wesley Smith published far over a hundred novels in forty years, and hundreds of short stories across many genres. He currently produces novels in four major series, including the time travel Thunder Mountain novels set in the old west, the galaxy-spanning Seeders Universe series, the urban fantasy Ghost of a Chance series, and the superhero series staring Poker Boy. During his career he also wrote a couple dozen Star Trek novels, the only two original Men in Black novels, Spider-Man and X-Men novels, plus novels set in gaming and television worlds.

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Poker Boy and his team must stop a possible war between fairies and trolls. A war guaranteed to start at a poker table in the hidden Okey-Doke Casino.

So everyone figured who would be better to stop it than Poker Boy.

One problem: Poker Boy didn’t even know fairies and trolls existed.

CHAPTER ONE

IN MY FEW, short years working as a superhero for the gambling gods, no one had ever bothered to mention to me that fairies and elves and trolls and all those sorts of things actually existed.

Of course, until I became Poker Boy, I had no idea that just about everything that existed had gods that ruled over that area of the world. Gambling gods, gods of food, gods of hospitality, gods of mathematics, and so on. So I suppose it wasn’t much of a jump to realize fairies were real as well. I had just honestly never thought about it.

It was a Monday night, just after nine, and I was playing in a small, two-hundred-dollar buy-in tournament at my local Spirit Winds Casino in the mountains in Oregon. The eleven-table poker room had the three remaining tournament tables tucked off in one corner, with two real-money tables on the other side of the room. I planned on moving to one of the regular tables if I got knocked out of the tournament, and playing until eleven when my girlfriend got off work.

I owned an old double-wide about a half-mile away from