A Felonious Four-Bet
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Weisner would spend the next couple minutes in the tank, during which she asked Pastor for a count of his remaining chips. He had about 100,000 behind his initial raise, and Weisner eventually settled on a four-bet up to 40,200 total. Pastor hemmed and hawed and gave a few sideways looks over at his aggressive neighbor before surrendering his cards back to the dealer.
When the hand was done, Cada gave a smirk at Weisner and interjected, “I was going to ship it if he folded or called.”
“You thought about it anyways,” Weisner said, returning the smirk.
“Yeah, but then you were getting two-to-one on your call. And I was worried I didn't have enough to get him to fold either.”