Hannah’s subtle gesture halted him in his tracks, prompting Atticus to withdraw quietly, settling into a seat across from the assembled crowd.

The entrance of the enigmatic figure, adorned in a rabbit mask, sent ripples of curiosity through the room, momentarily hushing the murmurs that had filled the halt.

“What’s with the costume? Are we in some kind of cosplay convention?”

“Why hide behind a mask? Can’t the boss show his face like a normal person?” another chimed in.

“Is this all just a grand entrance, or is there a point to it?” questioned a third.

“When will the game begin? Let’s cut to the chase already,” another impatient participant demanded.

As the rabbit-masked man settled at a sleek black table, the eager anticipation in the air was palpable.

His tone sounded raspy and distorted as he began to address the gathered crowd.

“Since you’re all itching to get started, allow me to explain the rules.

some device concealed within the depths

gaze remained fixed on

deliberate sweep of his gaze, the man locked eyes

game is simple, a familiar one to most

We’ll be playing blackjack.

one face-up and one

draw additional cards, aiming to get as close to twenty-one as possible without exceeding

words carried a sense of familiarity; after all, blackjack was a staple in casinos, a game Hannah

despite its simplicity, its outcome hinged on a

too, played

art of reading opponents and blessed with a

steel to

pondered their chances

pressed on, his challenge hung heavy in

so I hope you can

share in the five

I’ve

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