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I aint pickin nobody up.
ere not pickin anybody up.
tche mirror. No drogas, he said.
No drogas.
ted.
Im goin to pick up a briefcase. It belongs to me. You can look inside if you .
Nothin illegal.
I can look inside.
Yes you can.
I jerkin me around.
No.
I like money but I like stayin out of jail even better.
Im the same way myself, Moss said.
to. I you to park under the bridge, he said.
All right.
Im goin to unscre of t.
tche driver said.
I kno.
t off ts and looked at Moss in took t and laid it in tic lens and across t to t a fees, he said.
ty, talks close gro ly across the lens.
tting in tside up and intact as if someone it tc and picked it up and made aking by t to t t and got in carefully and s t to t. Lets go, he said.
s in the driver said.
Money.
Money?
Money.
tarted t onto the road.
turn ts on, Moss said.
urned ts on.
how much money?
A lot of money. ake to drive me to San Antonio.
t about it. You mean on top of the five hundred.
Yes.
a grand all in.
Everthing.
Yes.
You got it.
t t.
Moss took t and .
if top us.
t stop us, Moss said.
how do you know?
too muc still do I got to deal aint goin to end here.
I .
trust me, Moss said.
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