The hand was lost. The favor was owed.
Luka collects on his winnings, and what starts as worship turns into something none of them planned. Pride breaks. Control slips. And when two friends finally stop pretending, the real game begins.
Three men. One last hand.
In a sweltering garage thick with whiskey and ego, a high-stakes poker game turns personal when Luka proposes a different kind of favor. Shirts come off. Pride gets tested. Worship replaces bluffing. By the time the cards hit the table, none of them are playing for money anymore. They’re gambling with control.