Yet Logan’s proposition posed a dilemma: If given the chance to make a ton of money by less-than-unimpeachable means, would he take it? If he agreed to play Logan’s game, making an easy living off of drunk businessmen, he wouldn’t be the best. In fact, he would have qualms about even calling himself a real poker player. But his fears about the future would be gone, and in no time he would again be a wealthy young man, someone who’d made it. It was, he realized, a question he’d managed to keep at bay throughout his years of meteoric success, when the two things had proceeded conveniently parallel: Did he really want to be the best at poker, or did he just want to be rich?