Chapter 278 - High-stakes Bets

Damon remained leaning against the bar for a few moments after noticing the almost imperceptible change in the atmosphere, maintaining a relaxed posture while slowly swirling his glass between his fingers, as if nothing special was happening, when in fact every detail around him was already beginning to rearrange itself around him. The typical casino hubbub still existed, but there were small flaws in the flow—conversations that paused for a second longer than usual, glances that lingered half an instant beyond the casual, movements that seemed slightly calculated. It was subtle. But for someone like him… glaring.