Trapped With Four Alphas

Las Vegas, Nevada

The Royalty Casino

"Tch, damn...!"

The man continued to scream and curse in annoyance after a miserable defeat that he could not escape. He sold his car this afternoon so he could bet the money at the casino. But in the end he still lost.

A man wearing a white shirt chuckled at the pathetic reaction of his very stupid friend. He had warned him from the start that he would never be able to win against the casino god.

"Why are you upset, Dane? You should already know, it's impossible to beat Levi. He's the king of gambling, he's too great, you're just wasting your money at the gambling table that he already controls."

"Damn, bastard...! I will kill you, Levi...! You bastard, damn cheater! I won't forgive you...!" He shouted in frustration. The crushing defeat made him truly poor in just one night.

"Hey, Dane. Come on, bro. Forget it! If Levi or his men hear your screams, they can kill you. Do you know who he is? He's too dangerous for you to face. It's better to forget it, let's go home!" He said while pulling poor man Dane's hand.

"Bastard, damn bastard. He made me lose a million dollars in one night. Damn it, I can't take it. I'm going to kill him. Levi, get out you bastard. Give me my money back, you bastard...!"

"Oh my God, this fool! Dane, never mind! Let's go!"

"Let me go! I'm not afraid of that rancid bastard. Levi, come out if you dare...!"

The person whose name he kept shouting stepped out of the main doors of one of the biggest and most magnificent casinos in Las Vegas. A tall, stocky, tan-skinned man with dark brown hair and golden amber eyes was surrounded by several of his subordinates who were dressed all in black.

The man with sharp, cold and scary eyes was able to make the poor man named Dane and his friend speechless and unable to move. Dane, who was initially very excited to challenge Levi, immediately turned into a cowardly cat.

His body was shaking, let alone facing his boss, he might not even be able to face his subordinates. He could die a ridiculous death at the hands of the most dangerous mafia group in America.

"D-damn it-"

"What business do you have with me?" Asked the man named Levi. He looked very calm, cold and without any significant expressions. Dane swallowed hard, he was too afraid to answer.

"I-I j-just wanted to-"

"I remember, you were the one who lost, right? Dane Rick, that's your name."

"R-right-"

Levi smiled a little, but his smile actually made everyone even more afraid. He is very dangerous, everyone knows that. No one dared to go against him.

Levi went to the place where his car was parked, while two of his men roughly dragged Dane, forcibly taking him into a Jeep.

"Come with us!"

"L-let me go! Where are you taking me? You definitely want to kill, right? Let me go!" Dane screamed and struggled, asking to be let go. But no one around that place dared to help him. They are very afraid, considering that the mafia group known as Supernova is very dangerous.

"Damn-"

"Kenny, what are you looking at? Quickly help me...!" Dane shouted for help from his friend who had been unable to move and could only curse under his breath.

He seemed to have to let Dane be taken away by Levi's men. He didn't know what to do. However, he remembered someone who had asked for information about the owner and greatest jockey at The Royalty Casino.

Kenny hurriedly opened his wallet and looked for a name card from someone he thought was an FBI agent. Even though he wasn't sure, he could quite read the behavior of the man he met the other day when he walked out of the casino.

"D Gutierrez," he mumbled reading the name card in his hand. He immediately called the telephone number listed on the business card and asked a man named D Gutierrez to meet.

Kenny hasn't said anything even though he was determined to ask the man named D Gutierrez to meet him. Yes, he really wanted to meet to tell important information about the Royalty asino and also the owner of the casino, namely Levi. But he didn't expect to meet in an abandoned building as suspicious as this.

"Sorry for proposing to meet here. I think this place is quite safe from the reach of suspicious people." Said D Gutierrez. Kenny just smiled awkwardly because the problem he was facing was much bigger.

"My friend recently sold all his assets to play at The Royalty. He experienced a loss that left him broke and frustrated."

"Oh really?"

"Dane Rick, two of the jockey's men and The Royalty's owner caught Dane and forcibly took him into their car. I've tried to contact Dane, but his cellphone is no longer active. I'm sure they've killed him."

"You didn't call the police?"

"I'm scared, I don't want to have to contact the police. There are so many bad rumors about the Supernova mafia group. They run illegal businesses on the dark web, including hitman services and buying and selling human organs. I don't want them to catch me." Kenny was shaking, his face was pale and he looked very depressed. His friend was captured by the most dangerous mafia group in Las Vegas and he couldn't do anything to help him.

D Guiterrez sighed, he was quite happy because he finally got information about the target he was currently looking for. However, he also sympathizes with the disappearance of Dane Rick at the hands of the mafia group.

"Did you see the face of the mafia leader? You said earlier that when your friend was captured by his men, their leader walked out of the casino doors."

"I saw him and honestly this was the second time I had seen his face. He looked very young, tall and well built, tan skin, his eyes sparkled like gold and copper, his hair was dark brown and he had a tattoo on his wrist."

"Tattoo? What tattoo?"

"I didn't see it clearly, only that I remember he had a tattoo."

"Is there anyone other than you and your friends at that location?"

"Yes, there were several casino visitors and also three security guards. But strangely, they didn't do anything when they saw Dane being taken into the car."

"Is that so? So, is there any final clue?"

"Levi, the mafia boss' name is Levi."

"Levi? Are you sure?"

"I don't think that's his real name, but everyone calls him that."

"Well, I am very grateful to you for the information you provided."

"You're an FBI agent, right?" Kenny asked. He used his intuition to guess who this man who wanted information from him actually was.

D Gutierrez smiled, he knew he couldn't fool everyone. After all, it seems that the people of this city are not too unfamiliar with FBI agents looking for information.

"You're right, I'm an FBI agent. I'm collecting information about the Supernova mafia group which in recent years has become increasingly dangerous and out of control. So, thank you for your cooperation, Kenny."