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“Good job, mate. You can go now.”

I hope that when I reach the bottom, I’m going to see Sammi and her people gambling away and enjoying themselves. I hope that she tells me she ignored my calls as payback.

Only I don’t see Sammi or the others.

Bloody fucking hell.

I go room to room in the hopes of catching them in the middle of some high stakes game.

They’re nowhere to be seen.

But I know they’re here. Or were.

I walk up to the bar and wave over the cute bartender behind it. Judging from the look on her face, I could probably ask her to fuck on this bar, and she’d be down for it.

Hell, if I wasn’t a married man, I’d probably see if she was up for it.

“Hey, love. I’m looking for some friends of mine. Bigger girl with pink hair. An English bloke and his wife. There’s a blonde. And a girl with long, dark hair.”

There’s a look of disappointment in her eyes—likely because I’m not hitting on her—but instead of answering me, she just points to some guy on the other side of the den.

The guy looks to be some kind of security.

I slip the woman a twenty for the tip.

The security guy looks me up and down.

He’s probably thinking I’m some Bangkok pimp. God knows I look like one.

“Hey, mate. I’m looking—”

“Fuck off.”

Well, that was fucking rude of him.

“Look, I’d rather not have to do this the hard way.”

“Fuck. Off.”

Okay, hard way it is.

I grab the guy by the collar of his suit jacket and slam him against the wall.

He’s yelling for help.

It’s time for a brawl now.

I drive my elbow into the face of the guy in front of me. He slumps down against the wall, knocked out cold.

His buddies are yelling threats at me in Thai.

I toss the first one I can grab aside into a slot machine.

I punch the second one in the face. He screams and holds his nose.

It’s broken.

I grab him by the throat and use my best superhero voice. “Where are my friends?”

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