The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

Chapter 108

Over my dead body

In the left corner of the casino, at the red leather couches, Elmer Hayes sat with his table covered with expensive wines and snacks.

A couple of young girls sat on his right and left side as he and his old friends sat around a mahogany table in front of him, drinking and Elmer took the deck of cards in his hand.

“Okay… this time, I am going all in!” He laughed loudly, slapping the cards together on top of each other before pushing them into the center of the table, “I bet five million dollars on this

one…”

Immediately an awkward silence circled among his friends and he instantly noticed their disturbed and hesitant gazes toward him.

“Don‘t be such a mood killer and place your bets!” Elmer smiled, trying to diffuse the tension around him.

“I don‘t have that kind of money to bet on cards….” His friend Lucas said looking at the cards and Elmer could tell he was lying by the expression on his face.

“Come on man we‘re all good here… just make your damn bet and play, no need to be shy” Elmer smiled widely, nudging Lucas‘s arm.

“No. I don‘t feel like this is a game, but a cocky move to rob us of our money…” “What?!”

Even though he knew Lucas hit the nail right on the head, and he was right about him cunning them to get money, he screwed his face in annoyance as soon as he

heard it.

laughed again, taking a swig from his champagne glass and throwing his head back

that didn‘t seem to do anything to ease the tension between the group, and they were still staring at him like he lost

Elijah… Did to you, and how you lost the company to your dead step–brother daughter because of him… You are broke, ain‘t you?” Jenkin said, a hint of anger in his

high before… Do you even have five million to

off, and he glared at his friends, saying, “That lowlife day is numbered on this earth! Do you think a Hayes like myself will allow a punk shit all over me and continue to have air in his lungs for more than a week?!” “Is that so?” Mr. Bamford‘s voice

Mr. Bamford raised

towards the chief constable‘s presence and he blurted out, “I am a free man. Bamford. It‘s

That‘s the mindset that messed you up and dragged you in this deep,

the chief response, Elmer hit his glass on the table and lashed out, “What the hell is an honorable man like yourself doing in a

man like you, so I can be the superhero for a company that is dying because of the accounting fraud you and the board of directors committed!” Bamford retorted back in a cocky

news,‘ One of the policemen thought with a faint smile and

cheat anyone out of their money? My family is filthy rich!” Elmer yelled, slamming his fist on the table causing the glasses to rattle as fear gripped his heart, not letting it go and leaving him restless. “Well, they might not be rich enough because that didn‘t stop you from getting into this mess.” Mr. Bamford let out, matching Elmer‘s energy. “What the hell are you talking

if he didn‘t, I wouldn‘t be poking a bear with a stick… So stay in Syldavia, and make our job easier, okay?” The name, “Elijah,” hit Elmer like a hammer right in his chest, it felt like being struck by a truck at full speed, knocking every breath in his lungs along with the last drops of air as reality settled in and he went quiet immediately, his eyes freezing open. Seeing the look of doom on Elmer‘s face, Mr. Bamford shook his head before walking off with his men, and just

his chest Suddenly, he stood, grabbed a bottle, and threw it at the wall, screaming, “That fucking bastard!!” Rage consumed him, his whole body shaking as a single tear rolled down his

behind him, one

I have spent

cannot stay here now and

snatched it from their grab and opened it, letting out a moment later, “Those

you were the one paying, so please don‘t make this an issue and pay up.” One of the men replied, still calm

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