Chapter 20 Chapter Nineteen

"You brought me a present." — that was Jackie's first remark, and she was looking at the shopping bag, guessing, but not too happy, and there was no interesting gleam in her green eyes.Max shook his head and handed her the bag. "Take it." She didn't answer, and put her hands in the back pockets of her jeans, he could only laugh. "It's yours. It's the same bag you gave the young lady, and she went around and gave it to a woman, and I'll bet anything, it wasn't in your plans. She was a Louise Friend of Galla's guy, who was a liar before, did it to me for a while, and now, looks like he did it to Ordell. Why don't you ask me to come, why don't you buy me a drink?"

He watched her stare at the "Saks" shopping bag for a long time, trying to figure it out for himself, and then got up and went into the kitchen.Max closed the door and followed her inside; she put the shopping bag on the kitchen table.She didn't ask him a question, just took ice cubes out of the freezer to mix the drink, and he started telling her how he got the woman's name and address, went to her door, met Luis Galla, That's the guy who stole the gun from his office. ... Jackie hands him the drink.She listened, but showed little interest.He took a sip of his wine and told her that she was looking for a gun in the woman's house, but found a "Saxophone" shopping bag with 10,000 dollars in the closet in the bedroom.Jackie looked at him now.He reached out to the pocket god, took out ten hundred-yuan bills, spread them out on the table, and said, all the bills were marked, and they were there.

Now she's interested. "You took his money." That was Jackie's second sentence. Max said, "He owes it to me." He explained the matter, in fact, the thousand dollars was considered her share of the bail fee, and how he left the watch and the rest of the money. Nine thousand yuan to the woman. "But you took a thousand." "I know it's his. . . . " "Is it easy?" "You mean they're making trouble for me?" She tilted her head to beckon him, and he followed her, her white T-shirt dangling in front of her eyes, her hips twisting in her jeans, as they walked through the light-lit living room to the balcony outside, Standing against the metal railing in the dark.

"I mean, is it easy to just pick up his money and go?" "I just took what he owed me, and that was it." "How dare you say it's his money?" "I know it was passed on by you, and it's all marked on it." "So it's nothing to take from that woman's house." Jackie was just having fun with him on the balcony on the third floor in such a calm manner. The courtyard below was filled with dark tall and low tree shadows, and the orange lights outlined the outline of the street. The height here was high enough to It made Max feel that it was just him and her that night.He knew what she was going to do. "Normally I wouldn't do that."

"It's different this time." "Considering what kind of man he is." "And how did he get the money, right?" "And that's not all." "You know he won't call the police." "That's what I thought of." "It's easier to handle." "In a way, yes." "So, you can take it with peace of mind." She looked close to the point.He said: "Although there is a difference in this." She waited, and he continued, "But I still can't see it. It doesn't matter if I take half a million and walk away."

"You can do it if you want to," Jackie said. "You know he won't call the police. . . . " "He won't call the police, but he will come straight to the door." "He'll be in jail then." Max watched her raise her glass and glanced into the living room, where the lights flickered in her eyes for a moment.He wanted to touch her cheek. "Imagine, logically, this money shouldn't be here. I mean, who is the rightful owner of this money?" she said. "Federal employees," Max said. "That's obvious." "It would be obvious if they got involved," Jackie said. "But right now, it's just money. They're after Ordell. They're not interested in money because they don't need it. Come and convict him. They'll look for the money—it's gone, has it been misplaced? . reasoning."

"But that's what you're going to do, Max. Now that you've started, just keep at it. Don't be held back by any doubts, don't hesitate. You're looking for a job, aren't you?" She said quietly. "I know you're looking for something you don't seem to have." He touched her face.Watching her expression, waiting. He kissed her, ran one hand through her hair, she reached out and swung the glass over the rail, and he had to look at her face again, pale in the darkness, her eyes Keep looking him in the eye.There is no sound.He felt her hands slide under his coat, wrapping his arms around him, her fingers touching his body.At this moment Max reached out and threw the cup over the bar.

She looked at him and said, "You took his money." As soon as he said those words, he knew that they would be lying on this bed soon, and his life would change. They lay on the bed with only the cover pulled down and the quilt on, making love in the dark, undressing and making love.She walked away, took back the cigarettes and alcohol, still naked.He had so much to tell her, but she was very quiet now, so he was silent too.He would tell her later that she should tell the police about Luis Gallas; that would be in addition to what she had to report.She reached out and put her hand on him.

They were making love again, this time with the lights on, and, he knew, his life had changed. She said, "We're alike. We weren't like each other, you used to cringe, but now we're alike. You and me." She said, "Can you take that little plastic congratulatory cup to the tropical Pass me the punch? It's my substitute, it's not really to my liking." He watched her lying naked against the head of the bed, holding a drink and a cigarette. "So, the money is gone." She looked at him with that gleam in her eyes again. "I didn't say there was anything wrong with taking the money."

He thought for a while and said, "Why don't we take the money and let those bad guys go empty." "If you want," Jackie said, "use it." He nodded, and went further into thought. "Take the money and see what happens. It's not worth going to jail for that money. But if you say the feds don't care about the money... I mean, if it doesn't get to them In fact, if they don't see it as a big problem... or if they don't have time to count the number at the airport when you get off the plane, or if they only get a part of it..." "But not the whole bundle of money," Jackie said.

She took a puff on her cigarette, her eyes smiled at him, and he said, "I'll try, one of the ways."