Chapter 65: Sky-High Gambling Debt

The bearded man's face twisted with anger. Everyone else called him Doggo. Only Trevor Mabre had the right to call him by that nickname. What the hell was this little punk, daring to address him that way? "Heh, kid, didn't think you actually had the guts to come," Doggo sneered. "And you even brought this little bitch with you." Ander Yale and Eileen Scurr walked through the door, looking relaxed, almost casual. "Let Ray Scurr go," Ander said calmly. "Do that, and I won't hold anything against...