Xander hated walking into a place that was fortified. He hated security cameras and guards and all that. For obvious reasons. He had to forgo the usual tricks that would keep the security cams from identifying him and go old school if he wanted to work a con that targeted those in places like Manifesto and Nebesa's Gate Casino. They'd never even let him in if they didn't pick up the image on their scans at the door. Thankfully Xander was a pro at altering his physical appearance just enough that no one put one and one together until it was too late and he was gone.
Moscow as thriving with rich money and he'd yet to take a dime of it. That had to change!
But first he had to spend money to make money. Or at least that was how Kristian Osterhagen felt about life and everything around him. Kristian Osterhagen, the fence. A man who dealt with nothing but the best. He wore the finest clothes -- and today was no different. Kristian was perfectly well kept, perfect business man out for a little gambling. Who better to take money from than people so willing to risk it to the house. They might spend it on something a bit more tangible if just as risky.
Stories were easy to fabricate. Identities even more so -- and in Moscow he found even more reliable hackers to do all the necessary work. And some of them -- one in particular -- hardly charged for the job. Which was concerning -- but the work was above par -- so much so Xander made sure he contacted The Wicked Truth first before hitting up anyone else. Speed and accuracy and the added benefits of being cheap that was something he really liked.
In the high rollers room -- which had taken Kristian a few months of work to get into but he made it. Selling his story of looking for pieces of exquisite art for his buyer -- who no one had seen or heard of but Noah was a recluse -- it was the best persona he had yet. Noah could be anyone and everyone.
Today's game was Texas Hold 'em. It was his turn and he matched the bet and raised another grand. The Ace and King of Diamonds were face up and Kristian had the two black aces in his hand along with the Queen of Diamonds. And the dealer just flipped the Queen of Spades to the table. He already had an Ace high full house with still two cards left to go. He could still get that Royal Flush, but those weren't good odds. Xander glanced around the table at dropping his shields just enough to check out his opponent's auras. They were all muted colors and none of them was in for a winning streak tonight -- no silver surrounded a sole in the place. The house was going to be a big winner tonight.
Moscow as thriving with rich money and he'd yet to take a dime of it. That had to change!
But first he had to spend money to make money. Or at least that was how Kristian Osterhagen felt about life and everything around him. Kristian Osterhagen, the fence. A man who dealt with nothing but the best. He wore the finest clothes -- and today was no different. Kristian was perfectly well kept, perfect business man out for a little gambling. Who better to take money from than people so willing to risk it to the house. They might spend it on something a bit more tangible if just as risky.
Stories were easy to fabricate. Identities even more so -- and in Moscow he found even more reliable hackers to do all the necessary work. And some of them -- one in particular -- hardly charged for the job. Which was concerning -- but the work was above par -- so much so Xander made sure he contacted The Wicked Truth first before hitting up anyone else. Speed and accuracy and the added benefits of being cheap that was something he really liked.
In the high rollers room -- which had taken Kristian a few months of work to get into but he made it. Selling his story of looking for pieces of exquisite art for his buyer -- who no one had seen or heard of but Noah was a recluse -- it was the best persona he had yet. Noah could be anyone and everyone.
Today's game was Texas Hold 'em. It was his turn and he matched the bet and raised another grand. The Ace and King of Diamonds were face up and Kristian had the two black aces in his hand along with the Queen of Diamonds. And the dealer just flipped the Queen of Spades to the table. He already had an Ace high full house with still two cards left to go. He could still get that Royal Flush, but those weren't good odds. Xander glanced around the table at dropping his shields just enough to check out his opponent's auras. They were all muted colors and none of them was in for a winning streak tonight -- no silver surrounded a sole in the place. The house was going to be a big winner tonight.