You’re on a hot streak! Having piled up over $80,000 in poker chips. Undefeated at the table for the evening.

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“Evening, Madam…” A husky voice bellows from behind you, making you turn your head to inspect the source.

A tall man with silver hair was standing behind you, and it appears he had been for a while as he was fiddling with your poker chips. A trio of men dressed in suits were behind him.

“You’re on quite the streak.”