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. 

cards” Elmer laughed again, taking a swig from his champagne glass and throwing his head back as much as

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 already

dead step–brother daughter because of him... You are broke, ain‘t you?” Jenkin said, a hint of anger in his

sighed, “You have never bet this high before... Do you even have five million to

lungs for more than a week?!” “Is that so?” Mr. Bamford‘s voice startled the group, he came up behind

his

presence and he blurted out, “I am a free man. Bamford. It‘s my damn right to

up and dragged you in this deep, sticky mud,” Mr. Bamford said in a serious and cold

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

can be the superhero for a company that is dying because of the accounting fraud you and the

of the policemen thought with a faint

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,

 

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

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 as he lashed out, “Fuck, Elijah!!

on his shoulders made Elmer turn around slowly, and he realized he was surrounded by five robust bouncers, standing tall behind him, one of

dollars I have spent in

the bouncers said calmly, “You cannot stay here now and cause more trouble! Pay

but the presence of these men was getting to him, and he snatched it from their grab

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

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

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