Ch 2.66: Robbery

Ch 2.66: Robbery

Elaina did her best to ignore the sights, sounds, even the smells as they made their way across the floor. As they ventured in those became more potent, a vulgar mix of colognes and perfumes that almost masked the overwhelming smell of booze. But she was focused, and their goal was clear. Another guarded door, this time by a man and a woman with a line in front of about ten people.

She couldn’t hear what was being said, not over the noise of the music and those damned metal ball counting machines, but it was soon their turn, after the previous two walked away looking dejected.

“Hi, we’re here for the event,” Flora said.

“Thirty each,” the woman replied.

“”What!” Tira screamed. “Bullshit, we know it’s supposed to be twenty!”

“For most, but not you four. Special instructions.”

Tira looked completely taken aback by the comment. “That’s fucking robbery, you can’t just—”

It didn’t seem like losing out on the last table would happen though. While the room was smaller, and definitely quieter, it was still filled with table, most of them only half full.

“That was bullshit,” Tira grumbled as they walked through the door.

“Why’d they even do that?” Elaina asked.

“They want us to know they’re out for us. And they’re mocking us to do it.”

That drew an unhealthy feeling to Elaina’s stomach. Wolves’ den indeed. “Shouldn’t be too much of a problem to find a table,” she said, scanning the area. There were plenty of tables with four participants seated, and more besides with only two or three. “Where should we—”

“What the fuck are you doing here?” The voice was familiar, and when Elaina turned to find the source she saw the familiar face it came from, leading a familiar group of five people. She groaned internally, but she supposed she shouldn’t have been surprised that Waine Ferris and his crew were there.