But then, as if on a whim, she whistled over to another dancer. "Hey, Claire! What’s all this about?"
Claire smirked, glancing at me before holding out her hand. "A dollar, and I’ll tell you."
I stared at her, disbelief washing over me. I had only three dollars left, and I had already lost so much today. But I needed to know. I couldn’t stand the suspense, the ‘not knowing’. It would be foolish to be the ignorant one here. With a sigh, I handed her one of my last dollars, watching her pocket my money with a heavy heart.
"Thanks," Claire said with a grin. "Subtle rebels. They caught a group of them trying to stir up trouble. Word is they’re going to execute them tonight."
Subtle rebels? A chill ran down my spine, and the room seemed to darken with the implication. Execution. Tonight. Th
