Chapter 1 – Finding the lost

Hiredguard3's Log:  July 27 22:45

*CENSORED*, that city is really not made for me. My shift watching the idiot went well, I think that watching a goddamn paraplegic could only be easier. The other 2 with me are nice too, the chick especially... Gotta try to buy her a drink, never know where it would lead. But the problem is that I wouldn't be able to even pay her one until we're paid. Apparently, Lady Luck decided to screw me tonight.

I was nearing the end of my shift, and I past across a place called Eber Casino. That looked like a lousy place, but heh, glitzy stuff isn't for me. I came into, meeting a few morons playing poker. That's not my thing. Tried it for a while, too skill-based for me. Nah, I prefer staring straight into fate's eyes and play like a real man, not a sissy. That's what roulette is made for. And with video machines, you don't even have to suffer the comments from the idiots playing with you. So I went to the bar, ordered a double whiskey and got sitting at the machine. I looked straight at it, tried to dominate the machine. The greasy buttons were disgusting, but a little spit and wipe of my shirt did the thing.

Well goddamn! The *CENSORED**CENSORED**CENSORED* machine made me spend every little dollar I had! I was hearing her laugh at me inside her rusty carcass. And yes! I use her and not it, there are just women to be bitchy like that! I got up, threw her a good punch right in the screen! Yeah, I got kicked out by the manager, which I thanked him for his service by the beating of his lifetime. So now I'm not even with not even a single dollar, but also I'm blacklisted from all the casinos in the city! Yeah, this stupid city has all its casinos held by friends or I don't know what, and surely I don't want to. The need to gamble is already filling me. Those days before being paid for this crappy job will be a real hell for me!

Wow. Lady Fate might be a *CENSORED* sometimes, but I guess that she managed to grow a pair. I made the most stupid thing I have ever done tonight, and *CENSORED* it was worth it! In my last days guarding the idiot, I managed to get some names in the underground. It looks like job isn't something lacking in Megacity. Opportunities afloat, but right now, I don't have a dime to pay me some food or anything. Times are hard living with whatever you can scrap off trashes and such. I was desperate, and I needed cash right now. I then went to a pawn shop, one of the way too many in this hell hole. The guy there laughed at me when I asked what my jacket was worth. I didn't like his answer, and I grabbed him by the colar, telling him surely much more than his pitiful life. He laughed at me with the most hideous teeth I ever seen. The idea that my fist could easily make these horrors history made me smile, and I dropped him by utter disgust. The *CENSORED* biped lard got back on his feet and started laughing. Apparently, he was liking my style. He offered me something real weird : a little betting opportunity... A little event he hosts from time to time with the local ruffians. He asked me if I had something of value. I hesitated and said alas no, nothing apart some critical piece of information that my boss had told me to keep for myself to value as much as my life. He displayed his atrocious rack of nightmarish dentistry and invited me to a secret meeting. A game of Russian Roulette.

Fast forward to a few hours later. I'm meeting my new contact and another bloke. Between us, an Harlick Arms with a single bullet. One shot each. 16% chances to die if I start, 20% if it's him. That's good odds. The survivor(s) split a 10000$ wager. That's *CENSORED* nice! We make the coin flip, and *CENSORED*, he gets the first shot. 4% less chances to not survive might not seem big, but when facing death, it is. The guy picks the revolver, applies it on his temple. He's not a pro, I see he has absolutely no confidence. The sound of the trigger is quickly followed by a symphony of brain splatter. Nicest music to ever reached my ears! Never in the process I had any fear. I grinned to the pawn broker, and stretched my hand to signal him to spit out the cash. he gets inside his bag and gives me a 5000$.  Thanks for his health, he quickly explained to me that the next 5000$ could be reinvested by me. He liked my attitude and is ready to patronize me for a high-stake game. 6 players, 1 million $ bet each. Last man standing. I accepted.Now word has been out of the street. We\'re waiting for 5 idiots wanting to give a chance. Wednesday, 7 PM MCT. Location will be given 15 minutes in advance. All they have to do is to manifest their interrest to the underground. I got to get myself ready. I won\'t miss the opportunity for my highest stake game ever. \n",1] ); //-->

6 players, 1 million $ bet each. Last man standing. I accepted.

Now word has been out on the street. We're waiting for 5 idiots wanting to give a chance. Wednesdayi, 7 PM MCT. Location will be given 15 mnutes in advance. All they have to do is to manifest their interrest to the underground. I got to get myself ready. I won't miss the opportunity for my highest stake game ever.