Ronnakrit's PovAs soon as I arrived at the gamble house, I sighed in relief. I got off my bike after making sure it's parked in a safe spot.I approached the entrance, looking at the tall building in front of me. The Ban Kan Pan wasn't just a building; it was a fortress. No signs, just a heavy, unmarked door guarded by two mountains of muscle who looked like they chewed nails for breakfast. A cold shiver, the kind that had nothing to do with the night air, traced a path down my spine. Assess. Adapt.I moved forward, my steps silent on the pavement. As I reached for the door, a meaty hand slammed flat against the wood, blocking my path.The guard didn't even look at me. "ID." His voice was a low grumble, like stones grinding together.Shit. My mind raced. I had fake IDs, but not on me for this mission. Bluffing was the only tool left."I'm a guest of the house," I said, layering my voice with a confidence I didn't feel. "My business is my own. Now, are you going to let me in, or do I
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