"Anyway, how did you not notice the dead bodies of the staff outside?" Rudy asked with a little annoyed look on his face, seemingly angry at Rusher's carelessness.
"It was dark. All the lights were off, so I assumed they had closed the casino as we didn't have many customers during the tournament week. And I did try to turn on the lights, but it didn't turn on," Rusher responded in an awkward manner.
"You are hopeless, father-in-law," Rudy sighed.
"I think they were here with the motive of stealing everything. They must have assumed I was at the tournament and grabbed the chance to—"
"You are wrong." Rudy interjected. "It's the opposite."
"What do you mean?"
"You weren't at the tournament today, so they would have thought you were here in the casino, alone, with no protection and customers around." Rudy furrowed his brows and continued, "They were here to kill you."
"Wow… I did not think of that."
