The flimsy door flies from heavy blows. Gambler turns his head in shock, trying to drive away the remnants of
sleep — the girl dozed off on his shoulder and Gambler also fell
asleep. Clarissa
clasps the young man in his hand and, opening his mouth, watches as her
father and a couple of his bodyguards enter the apartment.Gambler is dragged from the bed and hurled to his knees in front of the master. He sits on a chair in front of the young man and nods at his daughter. One of the bodyguards picks up the roaring girl, her clothes and carries away from the apartment. Gambler sees her out. He realizes that he sees her for the last time. It seems that now he will be sent to communicate with the fish.
The boss is silent, only boring his heavy eyes. The second bodyguard holds Gambler on his knees with his hands hacked back. Behind the boss is Henry and smirks grimly — of course, he knew that Clarissa would be with him. Who else but him could hit the boss? He hates him, but Gambler can not understand the reasons for his hatred, but pays to Henry the same coin.
— Gambler, Gambler, — the man finally interrupts the silence. — I treated you like my son, but how did you repay me? You slept with my daughter! You understand that you will not get away with it?
He is very angry and the young man understands this perfectly. Probably, in his situation, he would also be angry… that’s just unlikely he will have a similar situation.
The man nods to the returned bodyguard:
— Find the scissors.
Howondaland 