"Since Death is Inevitable, Shouldn't We Die with Clarity?"

As the dealer was dragged out, he struggled against his restraints with reluctance. He knew exactly what awaited him once he was taken downstairs.

Since death was inevitable, shouldn't it at least be clear to him why it was happening?

His subordinate, witnessing the dealer's defiant expression filled with resentment and fury, softened his heart and pulled the cloth from the dealer's mouth. "What is it that you want to know?"

The dealer held back his fear, though his voice still trembled uncontrollably, "Boss is clearly interested in that woman. What's wrong with me making a little move?"

All he had wanted was to help his boss, do him a favor, and show a little kindness. After all, anyone who worked with their boss knew that no matter what, the dealer should never let their boss lose at the gambling table.