For the next few hours, Alex was sitting in his room, reading through the folders, trying to research schedules, time SIlver hit the casinos, and anything that would help, he couldn't find a thing. Alex eventually gave up; he decided to take a warm shower, maybe it'd help the hangover that was still lingering around. Alex walked to his closet, grabbing an extra set of clothes and a towel, he went to the bathroom. Alex stepped into the shower, turning the water to a calming mid-range somewhere between warm and boiling. Alex stayed in the water for a few hours; he had gotten lost in his mind, suddenly he heard his phone ringing in the other room.
Alex had gotten dried off and dressed and was now pacing up and down the many hallways inside his house. Bill had called him back, "Alex, look I know it seems bad, but I promise, you have it all wrong" Alex sat there for a moment. Letting the silence fill the air, let the fear and panic rise in Bill's voice, "Alex, come on, you know I'd never do that, we're old friends" Alex waited a moment before he finally spoke. "Bill, don't worry, I trust you, but the fact that you didn't show up and then disappeared, well that raises some questions, like how it was so convenient for you to disappear exactly at the time when all my stuff was taken." Bill began to speak again "Look, I can explain in pe-" Alex hung up, abruptly ending the conversation
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Killer Money
ActionAn old gambler needs to use his old tricks once again, he thought he was done with the life but he owed an old friend a favor.
