>At Macau’s Golden Cauldron Casino, the Southeast Asian gambling king thinks victory is assured.
>Cheng Jiangdong traces a finger over his ring. Beneath the lights, no hidden mark on the backs of the cards escapes his notice.
>“Isn’t that ace of spades in your cuff getting a little hot?” he says with a smile, flipping over the gaming table.
>As the bodyguards close in, Cheng Jiangdong pulls off his tie and wraps it around his fist. An ashtray smashes down, spraying blood.
>His new Lamborghini has barely gone a hundred meters when a van comes crashing into it.
>As the windows shatter, he wipes the blood from his temple and sneers. “Looks like someone can’t take losing.”
>In the rearview mirror, a red sports car follows silently. Beneath the sunglasses, red lips curl into a dangerous smile.
