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, taking a swig from his champagne glass and throwing his head

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

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,

never bet this high before... Do you even have five million to give any of us if we win

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 startled the group, he came up behind Elmer‘s seat, smiling at

Bamford raised his brow

the 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

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

hell is an honorable man like yourself doing

dying because of the accounting fraud you and the board of directors committed!” Bamford retorted back

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

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

 

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

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 shaking as a single tear rolled down his cheeks

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 and leave.”

of dollars I have spent in this damn casino!! And now, you are kicking me out for

now and cause more trouble! Pay up and leave.

presence of these men was getting to him, and he snatched it from their grab and opened it, letting out a moment later, “Those backstabbers left

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

wallet, mumbling under his breath, “Elijah, you piece of –” “Achoo!” Another sneeze left

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