Chapter 20: Playing My Cards

Nolie POV

“Sit your ass down, thief.”

The bag was yanked off my head. I blinked against the harsh yellow lights. Smoke and velvet walls.

There was A long table. Cards. Chips. Dangerous men—seven of them—dressed in black suits and smelling like cigars and power.

I wasn’t in some backroom anym...

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