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“Oops! Did he die or something?” I asked, feigning sadness. My arms were entwined with Jake's while he, arms crossed, remained incorruptible.

The game master was crouched next to my opponent's body lying on the ground. He put two fingers on the vein in the man's neck to check the pulse. “He was unconscious but alive,” he reported. A buzz of comments was heard soon after.

“Oh, less bad then,” I commented with a mock chuckle. A group of paramedics were already approaching to take the loser away.

Moments later, the casino police wanted to question us because of the fight. Jake and I were sitting in front of the officer's desk, who was watching security camera footage to make sure what had happened.

“So you’re from the police, Mr. Gardner?” The officer asked Jake while checking my ID and his.

“Yes, sir. In the NYPD narcotics department,” he said calmly.

The officer nodded as he analyzed the badge with a surprised expression on his face. "I am seeing. Anyway, there's nothing I
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