What an odd one. Vegas kind of liked it, though. Chasin was far more interesting than the ones who cried and pleaded. Those were so common. So common in fact, that any shift in the script caught Vegas’ attention.

“Him among others,” Vegas droned. It wasn’t always just Gun who kept him in the dark. Gun’s just the one who shouldn’t keep him in the dark, since Vegas is, hypothetically, his closest ally. He was supposed to inherit everything, after all. But having Vegas in the know meant having someone close to stick the knife in his back. He’s that kind of paranoid.

Vegas sauntered over and flopped down on the bed beside where Chasin was bound. “Go on then. What is it you want?”