CHAPTER 3β¦
They say Rico once entered a private game.
Nobody knew who invited him.
By midnight, heβd won a seat among the powerful.
By dawn, heβd given his winnings away.
But he was gone , just a napkin left behind at the table that read β¦
βLetβs go Fifty50 ,all deserve a chance to win!β
CHAPTER 2 β¦
Rico could walk into a room full of wolves and leave with their dinner.
No muscle. No powerful friends.
Just street smarts, a silver tongue, and nerves of steel.
The rich called him trouble.
The streets called him a blessing.
But nobody knew his next move.