Raymond

The stench of cigarette smoke was thick in the dimly lit casino. Four men sat around a table playing a game of cards.

"Has anyone heard from Raymond lately?" One of the men called Cyrus asked.

"Raymond? Who the fuck is that?" Another man called Vespera asked, his voice sounding slurred.

"Last time I heard from him, he no longer lived here. I hear he is now a bodyguard somewhere." The third man called Tommy responded.

"Hahaha. He thinks he can escape me. I have had my eyes on him for a while." Cyrus stated.

"Do you know where he is?" The fourth man Julian questioned.

"Well, not exactly. That is the reason why I called this meeting. Vespera has probably forgotten about him because he has long stopped taking orders from us." Cyrus said.

"Aye! He feels he doesn't need us anymore, he probably has a new boss, being a bodyguard might as well just be a facade to hide his true identity." Tommy added.

"That is very true. He might be working for the Enzo brothers, our major enemy." Cyrus said,