"Russian roulette? Derek, tell me you're joking."Derek stared at his phone screen like it might change if he looked hard enough. "That's what it says. 'The game has changed. Russian roulette. One bullet, one chance.'"My knees gave out. I grabbed the nearest marble pillar in the lobby to keep from falling. "He's going to kill you.""Maybe it's a metaphor." Derek's voice cracked. "Like, you know, one shot at winning?""With a gun, Derek! Russian roulette is played with an actual gun!"People in expensive suits walked past us, their heels clicking on the marble floor. None of them looked at the desperate couple having a breakdown in the lobby. This was probably normal for them.Derek's phone buzzed again. He read the new message and his face went from white to green."What now?""He says... he says it's not what I think. It's still poker, but the stakes are different." Derek scrolled through the message. "One hand. If I win, we go free. If I lose...""If you lose, what?"Derek couldn't
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