The security guards were hauled out of the casino by other staff, their pitiful cries echoing from outside.


    Colby stood up from his chair, his voice icy and detached. "I''ve been gone a few months, and you''ve already sold the ce to someone else? Looks like I wasn''t strict enough, Oran. Wouldn''t you agree?"


    Oran, wiping sweat from his brow, hastily responded, "Mr. Colby, it was all orders from above. I admit my mistake... I''ll spill everything! The Pord family approached us for a partnership. With you gone, Director Dominic took it upon himself to coborate with them.


    We didn''t know they were already in cahoots with the Mintons. We couldn''t go against his orders..."


    "Dominic?" Colby let out a coldugh.


    Oran nodded vigorously, "It was all his doing! We all thought you knew, Colby..."


    Colby looked bored with Oran''s excuses, and just casually held Sophie''s hand.


    Oran, worried that Colby didn''t believe him, tried to continue, but Colby gestured to the staff, his tone rxed yetmanding. "Whoever can shut him up gets his spot."


    The staff exchanged looks before simultaneously moving to silence Oran. Oran begged for mercy but couldn''t withstand the barrage of punches and kicks.


    Colby lowered his voice, "Can you handle this?"


    Sophie frowned, "Just don''t kill him."


    "Alright." Colby signaled, and the beating stopped. He stepped forward, cing a foot on Oran''s chest, "One more chance. How much did Dominic promise you?" "Mercy...Mr. Colby... I know I was wrong..."


    "Is this how you repay my trust?"


    Colby pressed down harder, Oran writhing in pain.


    Oran still wasn''ting clean, and Colby''s patience wore thin. He drew his pistol, aiming it at Oran''s forehead. "I hate pointless chatter, and my wife doesn''t want me to kill anyone. But if you push me, can make you wish for death."


    Then, Colby aimed the gun at Oran''s groin. "I remember you like women. Without this, your fun''s over."


    "Mercy! I''ll talk! I''ll talk!" Oran''s eyes were filled with terror. He


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    With Oran''s confession, Colby holstered his gun, addressing the surrounding staff. "He''s yours now, but only one of you can take his ce. Decide amongst yourselves. en.swhovels


    With that, Colby took Sophie''s hand and left the underground casino.


    Sophie nced back to see Oran being beaten down by the staff, who then started fighting among themselves. "Could someone die?" Sophie asked.


    "If Oran was good to them, he won''t die. But if he brought this on himself, then he deserves whateveres his way."