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.

grapes? Come on, just chill your asses down and play some cards” Elmer laughed again,

to ease the tension between the group, and they were still staring at him like he lost his mind or something, which

and how you lost the company to your dead step–brother daughter because of

never bet this high before… Do you even have five

him left Elmer pissed 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?!”

Mr. Bamford raised his brow at

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

see, … That‘s the mindset that messed you up and dragged you in this deep, sticky mud,” Mr. Bamford said

the hell is an honorable man like yourself doing in a casino when you should

you, so I can be the superhero for a company that is dying

way to deliver the news,‘ One of the policemen thought with a

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.

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

Suddenly, he stood, grabbed a bottle, and threw it at the wall, screaming, “That fucking

five robust bouncers, standing tall behind him, one of them hand gripping his shoulder. “Mr. Hayes, you are scaring other customers,

customer of this place! Do you know the thousands of dollars I have spent in this damn casino!! And now, you are kicking me

down, sir!” One of the bouncers said calmly, “You cannot stay here now and

to him, and he snatched it from their grab and opened it, letting out a moment later, “Those backstabbers left their

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

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