Dollar Slot Machine

July 12, 2012 jack Gambling Stories

Sara stared at the dollar slot machine screen in disbelief as three gold bars slammed into place in a row.  Suddenly, lights began flashing, bells rang and sirens wailed with a deafening din.  She had no idea where they came from, but instantly people were crushing in all around her, jostling to get a peek at the screen.  A strong, handsome man in a black suit was lifting her off her stool and shouting at the crowd “Make way, make way – clear a path!”

She resisted for a second, wanting to know what she’d won and where he was taking her, but the security guard was hustling her through the throngs of people toward a huge, closed wooden door.  He pushed a button on a panel beside the door and shouted.

“I’ve got her, let us in!”

The door swung open and the guard shoved her inside.  Her heart pounding hard, she looked up to see a portly middle-aged man with a pockmarked face sitting on the corner of a massive desk.  He studied her intently for a moment, then slightly shook his head, saying

“I’m sorry, please forgive me but I feel as though I know you from somewhere.  Won’t you have a seat, ma’am?”

The security guard pulled a plush maroon velvet chair back for her and motioned for her to sit.  As she collapsed into the armchair, the man stood up from the desk and walked over to a mirrored window that looked into the main casino.  Hands clasped behind his back, he watched the commotion outside for what seemed an eternity to Sara, then he turned and sat behind his desk.

“What’s your name, young lady?” he asked.

“Sara” she replied warily.

“Sara who?”

“Brighton.”

“How old are you?”

“That’s none of your business!” she retorted.

“Ah, but you’re wrong, Sara – it IS my business” he snarled, his face darkening menacingly.

“If I am to make the biggest prize payout in this casino’s history, I must ensure that the winner is of legal gambling age.”

“Biggest payout?” she squeaked.

“You mean you don’t know what you’ve won?”

“I haven’t a clue” she whispered.

He glanced behind her at the security guard and told him

“It’s allright now, Dennis.  You can leave us alone, but don’t go too far, I may require your services again.”

Dennis bowed slightly and took his leave, closing the door firmly behind him.

After he had gone, Sara stared at the man, waiting for him to speak.  He shuffled a few papers around his desk then looked up at her.

“You really don’t know?” he asked.

“I’ve already told you I don’t!” she retorted,

“But I’m assuming it’s a tidy sum, from the reaction it got.”

“Well, Sara, if you consider $8.75 million dollars a ‘tidy sum’, then I suppose it is.”

“Eight and three-quarters of a million dollars?” She felt faint.

“That’s right.  And we have some paperwork to get through before I can allow you to leave.  Do you have an attorney?”

“No, of course not.  I’ve never needed one before.”

“Well, I can recommend a good one for you, if you like.  We have him on a retainer for the casino.”

She agreed to speak with the lawyer, and he picked up the telephone, called and asked the attorney to be in his office momentarily.

Three exhausting hours later Sara was ready to leave.  Mr. Bailey, the casino manager, escorted her to the door.

“Thank you for being so co-operative, Sara.  Please come back again soon.”

With that, Sara walked back out onto the casino floor where she had been such a short time ago, but now it seemed to her that it was in another lifetime.  It was slowly occurring to her that her entire life would be changed now, and she wasn’t sure she wanted it to.  As she pushed open the heavy glass outer doors, the hot, sultry Nevada night air hit her like a brick.  She walked alone to her rusty little blue Ford Tempo, fumbling for her keys as she went.  As she was fitting the key into the lock, her world exploded in a shower of lights and pain, then everything went black.

Her head was pounding and her mouth was dry.  She slowly opened her eyes, willing them to focus.  Then she began to remember the last little while before she blacked out.  She peered around her at the strange surroundings.  She had no idea where she was, but it was a clean, well-appointed bedroom.  The door was open but she heard no sound.

She gingerly struggled to a sitting position on the side of the bed, dropping her aching head into her hands.  As the pain began to subside she slowly got to her feet and took a hesitant step toward the door.  Her heart lurched as she heard footsteps approaching.  Not knowing why, she quickly turned and lay back down on the bed, closing her eyes.  The footsteps stopped at the door.  She could hear raspy breathing but she dared not open her eyes.

“Sara?” a deep voice said quietly.

“I know you’re awake; I saw you on the monitor.  You may as well sit up and talk to me.”

She was stunned to see the casino security guard standing over her.  As she struggled up again, he reached his hand out to her, but she shook her head and sat up on her own.

“What on earth is going on here?” she asked angrily.

“Where am I and how did I get here?”

“Now, now, Sara,” he soothed, “There’s no need to be upset.  You took quite a blow from those thugs back in the parking lot, but luckily I was going off-shift and was able to chase them off before they could do anything worse.  It appears that they were in the casino and saw you win, and they waited for you outside.”

“Oh!” she breathed in a small, quivery voice.

“Thank you so much for rescuing me!  Where am I?”

“You’re in my guest room.  When you’re feeling stronger I will escort you home.”

“I…I don’t know what to say…” Sara stammered.

“Please don’t say anything.  I’m just glad I could be of assistance.  Would you like something for your headache?  You must have a bad one; they hit you pretty hard.  Perhaps a warm drink?”

“No, thank you,” Sara replied, “I just want to go home.”

She was looking at him in a different way now, noticing just how attractive he was.

“I’ll get your car for you now, if you’re sure you’re O.K. to drive.  But I will be following behind you all the way.  Unfortunately, though, I can’t be with you all the time, so I suggest you look into hiring a security guard now that you’re a very wealthy woman.”

“Isn’t that what you do?” Sara asked, with one eyebrow tilted mischievously, her eyes twinkling.

“Well…yes, yes it is, Sara, but I have a job at the casino.”

“We’ll see about that…” Sara laughed, stood and linked her arm in his.

“After all, a handsome gentleman I just met recommended that I find myself a good security guard…” she said with a broad grin and a wink.

With that, they both set off down the hall toward their new lives.  It was going to be a bright future, indeed!


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