Somewhere in North Chicago in the back of a beautiful bakery Roxi sat down and placed a large stack of money on the table beside her.

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"Okay boys sorry I'm late, deal me in!"

Even though she knew it was dangerous for a lady to be playing poker with a bunch of rough necks she couldn't resist the urge, she brushed a few lone strains blonde hair from her eyes as she watched the man across the table from her shuffle the cards as he dealt she watched his hands carefully making sure this was going to be a heads up game with no cheats or tricks of any kind, the mans hands were rough and coarse but he seemed to be on the up and up, just then she hears a very familiar voice.

"One thousand dollars to open, Rox the bids to you"

Looking over she sees Dino sitting there smoking a half chewed cigar, he flashes her a friendly smile as she tosses her opening bid into the pot.

"I didn't know you would be here tonight, long time no see"

Suddenly the door is flung open and bullets started flying, dropping to the floor Roxi reached into her jacket and pulled out her .22 Dixie Derringer not knowing which direction to shot she lifted her head up, she could see 4 figures near the back door shooting at anything that moved, she fired twice at the figures before her gun was empty, dropping her weapon to the floor she laid on her belly and scurried over into a corner behind a few brew crates, with her blood pumping and her heart in her throat she wondered who these thugs were after, what had caused such a friendly game to turn into madness in mere seconds.

Looking for a way to escape death she scrambles around in the corner, she feels a hand reach out and grab her arm pulling her to an open doorway and into the hall. "Run this is not your fight get out of here NOW!" Once her eyes adjust to the light she sees Dino standing over her holding his shoulder a red stain widening on his shirt. "Dino you been shot, are you ok?" Shaking his head swiftly. I will be fine Dammit girly get outta her before its to late go and don't look back" Not wanting to leave him there but not really having a choice Roxi turns and runs out of the bakery and into the street she rushes into a tiny bar and finds her way to an open bar stool, trying to catch her breath she wonders should I have left? should I go back? everything was getting so crazy, all she wanted was a nice night playing cards and to maybe make a buck or two now its all went to hell...