"Eh. You can't actually know with this game its pretty random." He'd noticed the man following them, specifically her, and tucked an arm around her waist, setting his chin on her shoulder.
"I see him." He whispered softly squeezing her gently as he played a few more rounds.
They're probably looking for Aaron. He'd picked up some heat. He decided. He'd adjusted how he was sitting with her, so if the man rushed Zhen could act first.
"You. You're with that fuckin Akisota. Aaron." He'd snapped and Zhen didn't look up.
"What of it?" He'd said lightly, but stopped at the knife being pulled to his throat. He'd tipped up his chin grip loosening around Annie's waist. The dealer pressed his panic button looking the doors to the section.
Zhen moved her off his lap, the two women they'd drove with quickly helping her out of the way of the confrontation.
"Why shouldn't I cut your fucking throat?" The man snapped and Zhen pulled a gun from his belt in a snap, aiming it at the man's head.
"Takes 7 seconds to bleed out from a cut throat. .24 to fire a gun." His voice was still as level as always, seemingly unbothered.
"Girls. Follow the crowd out. Hold the door open okay?" He ordered and the two wives nodded, one trying to take Annie with them.
All of the crowd who'd seen what was happening, they'd run screaming so they stood relatively alone.
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