Madison was silent all the way out to the waiting car. Silent as she and Sydney got in, silent as the car pulled away from the curb. Only then did she hit the button to roll up the partition between them and the driver and say, “Give me a dollar.” “A dollar?” Sydney asked, confusion evident. “Yes. Just do it.” Sydney kept a skeptical eye on Madison as she reached into her purse. “All I have is a five. Will that—” Madison plucked the bill from her hand. “And now I’m on retainer. So when I ask you what the fuck you knew and when the fuck you knew it, for example, you can tell me, and it’s
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Very Saul Goodman of her.
