Treachery Affair

The casino in a secluded area downtown was busy as always. Men dressed in mostly black were sitting around a table and gambling their times away, the smell of alcohol filled everywhere, and the smoke from cigarettes and tobacco filled the air too. The deafening noise that filled the entire place was loud enough to make anyone deaf. Young ladies were everywhere, dancing their hearts out to the buzzing music that filled the air, some of them holding bottles of alcohol and sipping from it, some were dancing with men, while some were just sitting and watching the activities going on.

“Hi, guys,” A young handsome man dressed in decent black trousers and a button-down shirt walked in elegantly while having a smile on his face. Even if the casino was dark and smoke-filled, his deep blue eyes were visible and almost shining brightly, his thick black hair was styled perfectly, clinging to his head with some strands falling over his face and covering one of his eyes.

He walked over to one of the numerous seats around the table and sat down before dropping a briefcase on the table, which wasn’t visible all the minutes he had walked in.

“Whoa! Here comes the big boss. Richmond!” They hailed him, while he just sat chuckling and rolling his eyes. His name is Richmond Hill, one of the top gamblers in Russia. Nobody ever wins against him. He owns a restaurant downtown and loves his business so much.

“Why not show me what you’ve got, huh?” He asked with a smirk on his face, opening the briefcase and revealing the money arranged inside it. The game started afterward, and as usual, he won the game and left the casino with his money afterward.

Strolling down the deserted roadway, it was already almost midnight, so no single soul was passing by. The sound of the pants coming toward him got his attention, and raising his head to check where the pants were coming from, he was welcomed by the sight of a young lady, running toward his direction like someone was chasing her. He stopped abruptly in confusion.

“Help! Somebody help me,” The young lady, who was dressed in a white tattered short gown, her thick black hair was scattered on her head, bruises were all over her body, her legs were weak but she still managed to move them, just to get away from the people that were chasing her. She tripped and falls roughly to the ground right in front of the young man, who was still looking confused about what was going on.

“Are you OK? Miss?” He asked, squatting down to her level, while she kept pointing toward the direction she was running from, tears flooding down her cheeks as she struggled to catch her breath.

“They… they… they are…” She tried talking, but couldn’t as she was still hyperventilating.

“Calm down, miss. Where…” His words were caught in his mouth, as the sound of footsteps drawing close to him, pulled his attention, and raising his gaze, he was welcomed by the sight of three men, all dressed in black with masks over their faces, standing with each of them holding a pistol.

He watched them with fear written all over him, but no matter what was going to happen, he was ready to protect the young lady from any harm.

The three men stood staring at them, and suddenly, one of the masked men pointed a gun at them and made to shoot, but his gun was suddenly knocked out of his hand. Someone had shot him from behind.

“Argh!” He winced in pain, holding his hand which was now oozing blood.

“You! I’ll come back for you,” He said and with that, they ran away as fast as their legs could carry them, while Richmond sighed in relief. This is how he could’ve lost his life now. The thought of the person that just shot the man on mask flashed through his mind, and raising his head to check who the person was, he was welcomed by a familiar young man, standing with a pistol in his hand, it was his friend, Dave.

“Dave!” He called surprisingly, and the man who was dressed in black jean trousers and a blue jacket walked over to them.

“I told you to stop roaming the city of Moscow, especially at nights. It’s dangerous,” Dave said, walking over to him.

“Thanks for that, man,” He said and with that, he stood up and picked up the young lady who was already unconscious.

A few minutes later, the door to a small dark room suddenly burst open, and Richmond walked in with the lady still in his hands. He walked over to the only small bed in the room, and dropped her carefully on it, before letting out a sigh.

“I’ll get some warm water,” Dave, who had just walked in said, dropping his pistol on the only wooden chair in the room before walking away.

A few minutes later, he came back with a bowl of warm water and dropped it beside him on the ground.

“I think those bad guys had beaten her up,” He sighed softly, squeezing water out of the towel he had just dipped inside the warm water before cleaning off the bloodstains on her body.

“Yeah, it’s obvious,” Dave shrugged like this was nothing, and Richmond rolled his eyes. He was used to his dear friend being like this though, he doesn’t care about how people feel.

“I wonder what she must’ve done to them,” He sighed.

“It’s obvious, they bully girls either because she refuses to sleep with them, or they want to rob her of her belongings. And judging from her case now, she doesn’t look like she has belongings that anyone would want to rob her of, so it must be another way, which means that they must’ve demanded sex from her,” Dave shrugged sarcasticallyContent protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Yeah, that must be the case,” He said, placing the damp towel on her forehead, before turning to go, when she suddenly grabbed his hand tightly, bringing him to a halt…