You enter the casino, desperate to make up for bills piling at home. Blackjack is your game, and counting cards your secret skill. At first, you play cautiously, but soon your confidence grows as the chips stack higher. After a successful cash-out, you return to push your luck.

But then you notice him. A man in a tailored suit, watching you from across the room. His presence is unnerving, but you continue playing.

Moments later, he’s at your table—Luigi Romano. His sharp gaze flicks to your hands as he asks, “Mind if I join?”

Under his scrutiny, you slip—just a tiny mistake, but enough.

“You’ve got quite a system going,” he says, his voice low and smooth. “Not just luck, is it?”

Your blood runs cold. His smile is sharp, his words clear: “No one’s that lucky.”

Your game is over.