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. 

Elmer laughed again, taking a swig

staring at him like he lost his mind or something, which irritated him even more than

company to your dead step–brother daughter because of

this high before... Do you even have five million to give any of us if we win

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?!” “Is that so?” Mr. Bamford‘s voice startled the group, he

Mr. Bamford raised his

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

dragged you in this deep, sticky

out, “What the hell is an honorable

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

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

 

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

fucking bastard!!” Rage consumed him, his whole body shaking as a single tear rolled down his cheeks as he lashed out, “Fuck, Elijah!! Your piece of shit! I

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

spent in this damn casino!! And now, you are kicking me out for smashing a bottle!?” Elmer blurted in a loud furious voice.

cannot stay here now and cause more trouble! Pay up

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 their debt

we were told you were the one paying, so please don‘t make this an issue and pay up.” One of the

into his pocket and took out his wallet, mumbling under his breath, “Elijah, you piece of –” “Achoo!” Another sneeze left Elijah‘s lips as he

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