C233 Blame
"Brother Scar, what's going on here?"
"I won big today, and now tens of thousands are just gone like that!"
"You're the one running this place; you've got to give us some kind of explanation, right?"
The gamblers crowded around Scar, clamoring and arguing. Though their words varied, their message was the same: they demanded the casino make up for their losses.
Scar's face was a thundercloud
