The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

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.

some cards” Elmer laughed again, taking a swig from his champagne glass and throwing his head back as much as he could while doing

the tension between the group, and they were still staring at him like he lost his mind or something, which irritated him even more than he

company to your dead step–brother daughter because of him… You are broke, ain‘t

sighed, “You have never bet this high before… Do you even have five

and continue to have air in his lungs for more than

Bamford raised his brow

chief put him in handcuffs and sided with Elijah, Elmer felt rage and annoyance towards the chief constable‘s presence and he blurted out, “I am a free man. Bamford. It‘s my

you up and dragged you in this deep, sticky mud,” Mr.

lashed out, “What the hell is an honorable man like

like you, so I can be the superhero for a company that is dying because of the accounting

One of the policemen thought with a faint smile and

would we 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 about?!” “You are under investigation for fraud, conspiracy, and filing false documents… and there is incriminating evidence against you so far, so you are not allowed to leave the country until further notice, and if you try to run, we will hunt, capture, and lock you away till the day of your court hearing or bond gets paid for your

is behind this absurd accusation, Bamford?! Where is the proof?!” Elmer yelled, his voice growing louder. At this point, everyone‘s attention in the room turned to Elmer, watching the scene unfold in front of them, and knowing who he was, they were shocked at the fact that such a humiliating situation happened to him, which stunned many, including his friends. “Elijah Darius, and as I said, he has great evidence to back his claim… 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 like that, the five young girls and Elmer‘s buddies stood from the couch, hurrying off like he

him, his pressure mounting in intensity, and his heart beating fast inside his chest Suddenly, he stood, grabbed a bottle, and threw it at the wall, screaming, “That fucking bastard!!” Rage consumed him, his whole body

around slowly, and he realized he was surrounded by five robust bouncers, standing tall behind him, one of them hand gripping his shoulder. “Mr. Hayes, you are scaring other customers, please pay up

this place! Do you know the thousands of dollars I have spent in this damn casino!!

the bouncers said calmly, “You cannot stay here now

from their grab and opened it, letting out a moment later, “Those backstabbers left their debt for me

make this an issue and pay up.” One of the men replied, still