Evander Lancaster was also happy to play the villain, slamming the playing cards onto the table with gusto as he strode towards the door.
He pulled open the door, cocked his head towards the waiting attendant outside, "Go, fetch a few more women over here."
Adhering to politeness, the attendant answered and turned to rearrange.
Evander Lancaster strolled back, his casual demeanor laced with a touch of ruffian charm.
He stopped next to Nathan Moore, stretching out his hand without a word.
"Go get it for him," Nathan Moore instructed Titus Zane, who rose, walked over to the coat rack, and fished a wallet from Nathan Moore's trench coat pocket.
Nathan Moore tossed the wallet onto the card table carelessly, reaching for a cigarette pack and pulling out one to put between his lips.
