" If we take it all," Said Tiffany, "won't the feds have a harder time making a case? I mean all the plans in the world aren't worth the paper they're...written on if they don't have the means of pulling it off. The money could prove they were really going to do it." There was some det cord in the garage," Noted Samantha, "so that should help, but I agree with Tiff." Half." I said, "We'll take half. You're right and Mike's right. We are going to need money if we want to give those mind fuckers. You don't need to do anything special to make up for anything, you're learning, and that's okay, I can teach you, if that's what you want. Is it? " Jazz nodded before murmuring, "Yes, I want that very much." "Good girl," Max said before flashing a wicked smile, "So, now tell me what you had in mind for tonight." Jazz looked away nervously as she bit her lower lip, unsure of what to say, as she suddenly felt unnerved and slightly embarrassed. "Tell me." Max said in a firm tone that denoted his. Right when I said my name he looked at me closer and was like are you a dude. I about started to cry and said yes. Rick said I really don’t know how to respond to that. I felt so out of place, I told him how to get to my house. The ride was quite but I could feel him looking at me constantly. We pulled up at my house and I started to get out and told him thanks, he asked if I had any beer. Yeah actually I do, do you want to drink a few I asked. He said that he would like. Jarvis' office. His door was closed and I felt a little anxious just sitting there waiting. It felt like being called to the Principal's office at school when you'd been bad. Usually when Mr. Jarvis wanted to talk to you in his office, it was because you'd gotten into some kind of trouble. I sat there fidgeting, wondering once again if he'd forgotten about me or if I'd heard him wrong. I looked at the clock over the front entrance, 8:05. As I was thinking that maybe I'd been mistaken and that I.