Casino Royal the end of Steve

I said earlier Steve was an ex-heavyweight boxer on crack. He was around 6’4 and probably weighed in at 300 pounds.
One very drunk and stupid player learned not to tangle with boxers
On a craps table in the corner of the layout there is a big 6 side and big 8 side. If an 8 rolls you win even money $1 pays a $1. So, these drunk starts telling Steve he is a thief. The drunk had 25 cents on the 6. I was on stickman position where I called what the dice rolled. an 8 rolled. Then a 7 out. (a 7 clears the layout and resets with a new shooter).
The drunk started to get loud that Steve was a thief. We gave they guy 50 cents to try to get him to shut up. We were on a 1/2 table. There was only Me on the stick, Walter on box and Steve on the left side of the table paying and taking in loosing bets. We were doing 1/2 hour on then there other two dealer would relieve us.
The player still would not stop calling a Steve a thief. Well, Steve had had all he could take and told the player fuck you, the player fuck you, Steve fuck you, player stuck you, Steve a haymaker shot to the players face which sent the guys glasses in two directions. (2 weeks later we found the other half of his glasses) the player was sent crashing into the roulette table. Steve came around and use the player like the punching bag just punching the guy’s head with probably 40 shots a minute. Then an upper cut that sent the guy reeling and he lands on the corner of a slot machine. If Steve had punched the drunk on the slot machine the angle would have killed guy by crushing the back of his skull. Walter intervened. Walter was a huge guy too that was a barrel with big arms and legs and the ugliest face ever. He grabbed Steve and pulled him off they player.
Steve went the front door took his dealer apron off and clapped his hand like all dealers do coming off a game. He walked away.
It was about 15 minutes before the pit bosses showed up. The drunk was unconscious laying in a heap in front of the slot machines. The pit boss sees this and asked what the hell happened. Me and Walter just say Steve. That was enough to explain the situation. An ambulance and the cops were called. Soon they arrived. the Paramedics did their thing. The drunk was put on a stretcher and wheeled out. The cops told the Pit boss all they could do if they caught Steve was give him a ticket for fighting in the casino.
Now where were everybody that could have stopped this before it came to Steve losing his cool. They were all in the Video Security room watching a hooker give a blowjob to a guy in the parking garage.
The next day they call me off the game and pull me into the Video room and asked me to fill in the details about the incident. We watched the tape. I know there was a tape then. Two weeks later the drunk returns with his lawyer. They demand a tape. They were told the tape corrupted and they reused it by reformatting. They tried to sue the casino for Steve’s action. The casino won because Stever was probationary employee he was terminated for his actions.
You are probably wondering why we didn’t call security to help the guy that was knocked out. Me and Walter
felt the guy deserved what he got