Because of the way the tax laws worked in the US, he didn’t want to bring himself to the attention of the IRS, so he wandered over to the cashier and changed four thousand worth of the chips. He then made his way slowly to another table and bet two thousand again, this time on red, and after collecting his winnings, went to a third table and bet two thousand on red again. He nearly had the zero come up, but the ball flipped out, and then he nudged it into fourteen and collected another two thousand. He cashed out the four thousand he had won before heading to the bar, where he sat and relaxed. The tension he had been feeling gradually eased over a cold Coke! He had a personal rule of not drinking alcohol on the job!

Deciding he had done enough damage to this establishment, he cashed his remaining four thousand in chips and headed out the door. Out in the street, he hailed a taxi and asked to be taken to Caesar’s Palace. Inside, this famous establishment was much more upmarket, bigger, brassier, and busier. He wandered around the casino floor and found a table with a five-thousand upper limit and what looked to be five-hundred-dollar chips in the float, as they called the area where all the chips were, and this time started by cashing in just five hundred dollars. The dealer looked a bit surprised when Jason asked for a single five-hundred chip but complied, and the jacket-wearing person okayed the transaction, after which Jason placed the chip on red.

The dealer started to say. “Chips…”

But the suit cut them off with a. “Yeah.”

The ball lobbed into twenty-four black, and Jason flicked the kinetic spell to make the ball jump forward into thirty-six red. The dealer hadn’t noticed the jump as he was watching the layout, and the jacket person was attending to something on the next table over. He doubled up the two chips and waited for the next spin.

The obligatory.

“Chips played.”

That got the supervisor back for the end of the spin, but fortunately, the ball lobbed straight into thirty-red, and Jason was paid again. He removed one of the now four chips and put it in his pocket before stacking the other three up.

The next spin saw the ball bobble into thirty-one, then ‘bounced’ into eighteen red, and Jason was paid again. He stacked the chips up, then made as if he was going take his winnings and run, then shook his head and plopped them back down on red for the fourth time. The number of bets on black grew a little. He thought the ball was going to land on the zero, but it bobbled out, danced with landing in twenty-eight, and then finished in nine red, all without him doing anything!

He now had six thousand in winnings. He took two chips and put them on black while he pocketed the rest. The next spin had the ball look like it was going to stop in thirty red, so Jason flicked the spell, and it tipped over into eleven black. The supervisor was watching closely now, so he collected his ill-gotten gains and sauntered off. He went to one of the bars and had a drink while relaxing from the tension that had stiffened up his neck and shoulders. He was also developing a headache and thought about packing it in for the evening but decided to play on and win a bit more. He wandered over to the cashier’s booth and cashed four and half thousand, his original five hundred and four thousand in winnings. After settling himself mentally, he headed back to the roulette tables and looked for another one with the five-thousand upper limit.