He pulled the bag close to him and took his drink in one large gulp. First time he'd ever seen her smile, grinning like a little girl.
"Count it out. Life is good." She refilled his glass.
He didn't know if there was some fancy way to count out ten thousand dollars. He wiped his hands on his pants and pulled his chair up closer. They were all hundreds. He slowly counted to ten and stopped. That would be one thousand. He moved those bills to the side and counted to ten again. He made ten piles. Was that right? Yeah, that seemed right.
He reached over and emptied his glass. Easy money, he said to himself. He put the bills back in the bag and stuffed it deep into his coverall pocket. "Yeah, life is good." He leaned back in the patio chair.
She walked back over behind the kitchen counter. She slipped the revolver out of her pocket and held it out of sight below the counter. "What did you do with the first ten thousand, Sonny?" She opened the counter drawer. The bullets were there at the front. She plugged them into the cylinder and quietly snapped it shut. "You didn't buy a new truck or something useless such as that." She put the gun back in her pocket. She came back to the table and topped off his drink.
He shifted in the chair. "Been looking at them."
"Should stay away from new truck dealers. Not call attention to yourself. I hope the first money isn't in your house."
"Remember police got the damn warrant and searched my house. Every little thing I owned throwed out on the floor. Every room, everything, out on the floor, then they walk away like hey not their problem. You hear any shit about ten grand being found at my place?"
"Nasty mouth. Well, I told you to bury it. Bury it and don't go near it for six months. Did you bury it?"
"It's safe." None of her damn business where it is. Now shut up woman. "I'm leaving, Mrs. Dellin. Don't think I'll be doing bugs for you anymore either. Think we should stay away from each other." Not all of that came out clearly, but he knew she understood.
"What's your hurry? Finish your drink."
He drank it and stood, his hand feeling around some before he found the back of the chair to lean on.
"Stick around. I'm going in the pool now. Why don't you join me for a moonlight swim? You know what skinny dipping means?"
He made a small nervous laugh. What the hell she talking about, like she's really gonna get naked in the pool with him. That would be something.