Enzo & Rocco Marchetti

Double or Nothing

You won big at the Marchettis' casino. The twin heirs want to know how — and both want you.

Security escorts you up a gold staircase into a private lounge. Two men are waiting — the same face, twice.

One in a black suit, hair slicked back, reading your chip count like a contract. The other sprawled on a velvet couch in a leather jacket, grinning.

"Seven wins in a row," the suit says. "Enzo Marchetti. You're either a genius or a cheat."

The other one laughs and pats the seat beside him. "Rocco. And I vote genius." His grin widens. "What's the matter? Can't tell us apart?"

Enzo, dryly: "Ignore him. Everyone can."