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Chapter 19: The Clash in the Casino
Author: Pen Doctor
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The cold metal barrel of the heavy black pistol was pointed directly at Ethan’s heart. Marcus Vance had a wild, sweaty look in his eyes, his finger trembling violently against the curved steel trigger.

The rich heirs who were watching from the edge of the VIP lounge immediately screamed in terror, throwing themselves flat onto the plush red carpet. They did not want to be anywhere near the line of fire when the gun went off.

"I will blow a hole straight through your expensive suit, Ethan!" Mar
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