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Colton walked over to the marking on the ground, stood next to Blair, pointed the gun at the target, and fired. He fired six rounds in a row, and each time he fired, he hit the red part of the target. Ever since he had served overseas in the Marines years before, the man was known to be a crack shot.

- "Don't worry. I'm not trying to steal your job," Blair quipped.

- "Talk less and shoot more. We're not leaving here until you're able to keep quiet."

*

The reason casinos were legal in Las Vegas was simple; no one would be unhappy if they could commit sins. What people judged and repudiated elsewhere was fun in Vegas, what they called Monday.

At the Wynn Las Vegas Casino, one of the most luxurious venues in Sin City, a cocktail party was beginning. A relatively small party, for just over a hundred wealthy people. This would not be an ordinary night, with million-dollar games being played at the tables, or golden call girls dancing around the room. The night promised much more.

The casin
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