Masked Man

The man in the plaid shirt provided a valid reason. "We had an agreement before. You do know the work you did in three days paid you more than what you earned in half a year, right?"

"Yes. But unfortunately, it's not enough," the woman replied.

"Not enough... what do you mean by that?"

"Okay, I changed my mind. How about sharing all the money we made in the past few days? Otherwise, I'll tell the casinos what you have done... I believe they will be interested in your recent... winning streak..."

The the Mediterranean sea-breeze wasn't that cold, but for some reason, the flannel-shirted man shivered. "Why are you doing this?!"

"Why? Because I need more money."

"But we had an agreement."

"Yes, yes, you guys always like to talk about agreements and agreements. But you know agreements mean nothing in this world, right? Whatever you've been doing; that breaks the game's rules too, right?"