Status: Completed :)
Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
XXII.
"Let's have a sample, then," Brian said, rubbing his hands together eagerly. His chocolate-colored eyes scanned the white brick. He then looked to Molly expectantly, knowing that she had the final say over what happened. She gave a short nod and the boys made to go inside.
"Wait!" Molly yelled. They all halted in their tracks. "We can't leave the rest of this shit sitting in the van. Carry it inside!"
Grumbling, the four men swung open the doors of the van. They carried brick after brick of cocaine into their hidden building, and Molly grew happier and happier. She normally didn't deal with cocaine, but right now she sitting on an amount of it that could make her very rich very quickly and she wasn't going to argue with that.
"Wait!" Molly yelled. They all halted in their tracks. "We can't leave the rest of this shit sitting in the van. Carry it inside!"
Grumbling, the four men swung open the doors of the van. They carried brick after brick of cocaine into their hidden building, and Molly grew happier and happier. She normally didn't deal with cocaine, but right now she sitting on an amount of it that could make her very rich very quickly and she wasn't going to argue with that.