Hannah smiled, feeling the supportive gazes from behind her.

“I won’t let you down.

She lifted her head towards Atticus.

“Deal the cards.

This time, Hannah was dealt an 8 and the masked man a 7.

With such close initial numbers, both chose to draw another card.

The next cards were revealed; Hannah got a 12, while the masked man got a 13.

It seemed like fate was at play.

Both stood at 20 points-a high chance of busting with the final card, yet differing in potential outcomes.

The masked man addressed Hannah, a smirk beneath his mask, “I believe in luck, but I don’t believe you’re so fortunate to consistently hit 21!”

he flipped his next card-a

him closest

anything other than an ace, she would lose the game

think I’m winning this round,” Hannah stated

sense is always spot

card is an

rabbit-headed man’s expression remained hidden, but a sinister chuckle

I think you’re

wiped the sweat from his

leave with the others earlier, but now, frozen in the face of this life-or-death moment, he didn’t

a moment’s hesitation, Hannah flipped her

said, “It seems that my sixth sense

from her, the man in the rabbit head mask seemed

fluttered under the mask, betraying

“How is that possible?”

his gaze on Hannah and asked accusingly, “Did

the face of defeat, his mind racing with doubts about the integrity of

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