Chapter 646: Lackey, get out of the way

"Haha, my brother's here!" "Bro, I'm over here!" Keenan Santee craned his neck toward the door and shouted, crowing like a rooster at dawn. At the same time, two people walked in, one behind the other. Their shadows stretched long under the lights, and the pressure rolling off them made hearts clench. It was Terry Santee, come to the casino, with a dark-skinned retainer. Jimmy Yale also looked toward the entrance. His face stayed calm, only mildly surprised. As a Grandmaster, he could read people...