Chapter 23: Infiltration.
The wheel spun and its red and black colors blurred, mixing into a chaotic ring of fate. Jason watched with bated breaths as the dealer threw the small white ball in.
This was it. This was his last chance. He put all of his remaining chips on red and listened to the ball click as it bounced from one pocket to the other. It had to stop on red. It had to. The spinning slowed down and the white ball settled. The final result was 24. The color was black.
"Toooooooo baaaaaad!"
The entire table burst with laughter.
"Man, I have seen people with bad luck, but then there is you!" One of the players said.
"You should've stopped while you were ahead!" Another one shouted.
The dealer used his rake to pull all the chips to the other side of the table. A burly man sat by the edge tapping a single green chip on the surface. When the stack was placed in front of him, he turned to Jason and smiled.
"I guess this is it." The burly man said.
The game was fixed. The results were decided from the start. Jason wanted to shout that at the man, to accuse him of cheating. But what was the point? It wasn't like throwing a temper tantrum would get him his money back. He would just get himself kicked out, ruining his chance at winning back what he had lost.