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Silas shrugged. “I’m leaving town empty-handed.”

Silas smiled without humor. Midnight was an hour he had a history with. The faro board—its rows and pegs, the tiny brass numbers—blinked like a mechanical conscience. At the table were three others besides him: Harlan, the crooked foreman of the riverboats; June, a woman who smoked like she inhaled problems and exhaled solutions; and Theo, a kid with quick fingers and quicker feet, who’d been selling matches on corners since he could tie his own shoes.

The bar smelled of old whiskey and rain. Faro, a low-slung room behind a gambling hall, held the kind of light that did strange things to people's faces: it softened the handsome and sharpened the guilty. On the far wall a cracked mirror tried to multiply the players, but it only offered repetitions of the same tired expressions—hope, calculation, and the hollow bravado of those who'd bet too many nights already. faro scene crack full

June stood. “That’s it,” she said, voice the tired kind that meant any man could be convinced to leave. She took her coat, the cigarette ember at her finger like an accusation, and walked past Harlan without touching him. Theo followed, refuge in movement.

Only Harlan and Silas remained. Harlan’s shadow was long. He looked at Silas as one might read an old debt. Silas shrugged

“Faro’s a simple teacher,” Maren said quietly, mostly to herself. “It tells you what you already are.”

Silas heard in that a challenge, an invitation. He pushed forward another coin. The faro board—its rows and pegs, the tiny

Outside, the storm broke like a troubled beast. Rain hit the roof harder, and the mirror’s crack widened, a hairline of light that split the world into fragments. The room’s heat went thin.

“You coming with me, or you want to make a poor man poorer?” Harlan asked.

“Elena?” Harlan asked with a slow tilt. “We didn’t invite you.”

Silas pushed himself from the rail and walked to her. He didn’t reach for the vial. He might have, in another life, but the plan had been to pay, not to bargain. The hollow in the floor waited beneath them both like a secret.