Chapter 27

Anthea jogged over, her sneakers thumping softly on the pavement. “Uncle Nanson, what are you doing here?”

“Your mom’s worried about you walking home alone at night,” Nanson said with a protective glint in his eye. “She sent me to make sure you get back safe.”

Anthea nodded, an unfamiliar feeling bubbling up inside her. She was used to being the protector, not the protected. This was a new sensation, odd but not unwelcome.

“So are we still hitting up the spot tonight?” Nanson asked, his voice tinged with excitement.

Anthea knew exactly what ‘the spot‘ referred to. “Absolutely!” she replied.

Money

was tight and her wishlist was long, including a new smartphone, laptop, gaming gear… She was desperate to move out of her dingy basement apartment. Those gadgets weren’t just luxuries but her ticket to greater success.

And right now, the quickest way to cash was the casino.

“Let’s roll!” Nanson said with a grin. “Tonight we’ll give them a lesson!”

They strutted toward the casino, a fortress of sin and chance.

Inside, the place was buzzing, a hive of hopeful souls.

on Anthea’s side tonight. There were six losses in a row before a single

concern. “What’s going on with you

game.”

all the time

nothing short of miraculous. Nanson scratched his head, not

the room, his gaze lingering on Anthea with a mix of curiosity and

debacle in the Morris family, he’d

He doubted it.

Sherman, a figure shrouded in mystery, his

silver cross. Under his hat, his jawline hinted at

Daniel

six times, but the money she lost isn’t even half of what she won that one time,”

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with realization. “She’s playing it low–key to

a tilt of his head.

setting you up, Sherman. Don’t fall for

real gambling skills. It was Nanson’s discreet guidance

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