Acid Pussy – Indifference – Scene 4

It had been three days since she’d seen Michael and they hadn’t even spoken on the phone. He had called her but she ignored the phone. It helped to be back at work dealing cards, the monotony was soothing and she could pretend her entire world had not been turned on its head. Finally he made an appearance at Ceasar’s Casino. He swaggered in wearing a pair of dark jeans that were much too tight and hot for the triple digit heat, and plopped down at her blackjack table.   Michael smiled at a cute waitress who came up to ask if he needed a drink.

Ryan did not look at him and dealt cards to a married couple that were vacationing from Texas. They were both sporting cowboy hats and she had a tight shirt with a nice pair of fake tits as an accessory.

“What are you doing here?” She asked Michael without taking her eyes off the cards.

“We need to talk,” he said.

“Nothing to talk about.” The movement was imperceptible to Michael but Ryan had just flipped a switch under her table signaling security. Somewhere a light would go off and a man watching one of the thousand security cameras would alert the pit boss.

Michael was choosing his next words very carefully. It was too bad he didn’t get time to say them. Mr. Chernayek had responded to her call himself. Ryan didn’t need to turn around to know this because she could feel his commanding presence. The big Russian put one hand on her shoulder so she could feel the firmness in his sausage fingers.

“Do we have a problem?” She turned around to meet his eyes. They were cold and flat, his face expressionless.

“I would like this man removed from the table,” she indicated Michael with a nod of her head.

Mr. Chernayek made a hand motion.

Michael was standing there trying to process what was happening when two security guards put their hands under his armpits and hauled him out of the chair. It tumbled backwards behind him. His exit from the casino would be much less suave than the way he entered.

“What the fuck?” “Hey Ryan, what are these guys doing? You can’t just throw me out for nothing!”

She didn’t spare a glance in his direction but smiled at the couple sitting at her table.

“Sorry about that folks, why don’t we continue our game?”

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