Chapter 7
- They played a few rounds where Callum was winning to Zhi's increasing annoyance. Oliver's head was starting to spin, even though he hadn't drunk that much.
- Callum, on the other hand, seemed perfectly sober, even though he was much ahead with his brandy.
- "Go to Hell, you Red devil." Zhi threw his cards and slammed a first on the table. "Enough."