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Trapped
We all put down our trays, mostly still filled with food, on the big metal table standing in the kitchen area, and wondered if our work was over. Suddenly, we became surrounded by the casino workers.
"Is the event now over? Do you want us to do anything else?" Carla asked someone who looked like the staff's manager.
I could see that she was trying to stay composed, but at the same time, she kept clenching her fists just to prevent them from shaking. I stood right beside her, trying to help her keep calm, but I was trembling inside as well.
The manager looked Carla up and down and smirked.
"You all have done an amazing job. Now, we need you to go through the door on the other side of the room," he said casually.
"And what is it behind that door?" Carla inquired nervously.
"Your only way out," he stated, grinning.
That smile of his was soaked in pretended courtesy. His eyes were cunning and cold, and those other casino employees
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