Chapter 4 — The Mask of a Gambler

Julian

The Mirage Casino came alive under the veil of night, its golden façade shimmering against the neon-drenched skyline of Las Vegas. Julian Cade adjusted the cuffs of his tailored suit, the crisp fabric brushing against his wrists as he stepped through the grand entrance. The heavy glass doors opened soundlessly, revealing a flood of opulence: marble floors gleaming under the chandelier’s warm glow, the rhythmic hum of slot machines blending into the soft murmur of the crowd, and the faint, intoxicating scent of champagne and cigar smoke drifting through the air.