The sound was a physical thing. It shattered the quiet like a fist through a window. A wet, percussive slap.
Click.
The Dealer’s head vaporized. The mountain collapsed. buckshot roulette
She passed it to Darius.
Click.
Leo sat back down. He took the gun. This time, he didn’t close his eyes. He just stared into the abyss.
Leo looked at the gun. Then at Darius’s body. Then at the Dealer. The sound was a physical thing
“Any questions?”
“Round three,” he said. “You’re the only player left. You pull until you get a hot one or run out of cold. House rules.” buckshot roulette