“Look, Josie doesn’t need to do security because we’re not taking the case,” Nick interjected. “Twenty Gs says we are,” Mrs. Penny insisted, glancing down at the check in her cleavage. “Well, the first five Gs at least. It’s a down payment for services rendered.” “Twenty grand?” Brian repeated. Josie quit struggling. “I like money.” Nick groaned. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Riley cleared her throat. “Not you too.”
