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"What! No... JJ? Please tell me that's not what
happened?"
I slipped deeper into my seat, blushing.
"Oh my god. Why?"
It went completely silent, with both of them staring me down until I
cracked and started to ramble out what had happened.
"Okay, I was on my way out; I saw the entrance to the casino, thought
‘what the hell' and tried a few slots. Before I knew it, all my money
was gone. So I went to the bar, to buy a drink with the last of my
money, and then go. But this guy came on to me, not the other way
around, I swear. He offered me a thousand and...I was broke. What was I
supposed to do?"
Carly sighed deeply and rubbed her forehead.
"And you're certain he came on to you?" Mr. Black frowned, tilting his
head.
It seemed like he didn't want to believe me, but I nodded.
"I swear. I didn't want to make any trouble but..."
I stopped talking when he held up his finger and grabbed the phone
again.
"Send me the footage of cameras two and three from the lounge. Give me
the last half hour."
He took a remote from his desk and switched on a screen; about half a
minute later, I saw myself sitting at the bar, at the left side of the
split screen; on the right, Mr. Pastel could be seen sitting with his
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