"I said, get on your knees!" The older officer shouted again, but James remained unfazed, holding the coin tightly in his palm.
The bodyguards around him were tense. They wanted to shoot back, but they knew they'd be screwed too, because James hadn't given the order.
"I asked a simple question. Heads or tails?" James stepped closer, but the officer didn't waver, keeping his gun aimed at him.
"I don't play your fucking game, Bellini!"
"That's not true…" James smiled, looking at him. "The moment you raised your gun, you already decided to play."
As he spoke, he tossed the coin into the air. The officer and Hector's eyes followed it as it spun and dropped back into James's palm.
He waited for a moment before opening his hand and looking at the coin.
Then he shook his head, laughing.
"How lucky you are. Tails. You might not realize it yet, but this single coin…" He held it up. "…saved not just your life, but many others as well."
