Bones
Ipulled up outside The King's Men, the building that put up a convincing front of being an old, English-style pub. What it really covered up was the majority of Nero's dirty dealings. This was where he brought you when the casinos were no longer enough. I was ashamed to say it hadn't taken me long to end up there. After only a few trips to the best casinos in the world, my brain already needed more. The greed inside me already had to have it all. I liked the dark and gritty flavors behind private gambling. Big stakes, powerful players, and I had loved every fucking minute of it.
