ce. The neon glow of the "Serpent's Den" sign cast eerie, serpentine shadows on the pavement. Tonight,

ark of the serpent, a symbol of our loyalty and a reminder of the perilous path we had chosen. To

ranks. They had provided us with the layout, the guard rotation, and the schedules of the high-stakes games. The betrayal, if discove

ithout hesitation. In and out, no casualties. We want to attract as

moment, rehearsed every move until it became second nature. The Serpe

in. We had prepared for this heist for months, knowing the risks and the rewards. As I pushed the heavy glas

he allure of chance, their eyes fixed on the spinning roulette wheels and the enticing chiming of slot machin

th the gamblers. The atmosphere was electric, the tension palpable. T

oom. There, I would disable the surveillance cameras and secure our escape route. With

irwell. I ascended the staircase with practiced stealth, my heart pounding in my ches

teadying my nerves. The corridor was dimly lit, and the faint hum of th

in my task, but then a voice, like silk wrapped around

ce filling the room. His suit was immaculate, his eyes sharp as they assessed me. I had heard the rumors of h

I locked eyes, two enigmatic figures on opposite side

e into mine. I had heard the whispers of his prowess, his uncanny ability to move through t

nce. "You have the hands of a skilled infiltrator. Tel

The room's cameras were still operational, and I couldn't afford to give mys

lowing a casual smile to curve my lips. "I hea

er left mine. He took a step closer, his presence commanding the room. "Luck is a

s exchange than met the eye. Viktor was a shrewd strategist, a master of the u

security room's intercom interrupted us. "Code 7

ossed his features. "It seems that fate has a sense of ti

curity room, leaving me alone with the adrenaline coursing through

Viktor was only the beginning. The Serpent's Den held our fort