"We're heading to the first vehicle I found for sale." I notice her looking down at the receipt.
"What do you actually do for a living?" she asks.
I knew the question would come up eventually. "I work security for Xavier Moon." If she recognizes his name, my answer will lead to more questions. I told her I wouldn't lie. There are things I can't talk about and I'll relay exactly that if her questions touch sensitive areas.
She looks back down at the receipt. "He must pay quite well."
I think about my foreign account with more than ten times what this one has. "Moon takes care of his employees," is all I say.
"I've never seen half a million dollars even on paper."
"What?"
"You withdrew thirty thousand dollars and have half a million left. I can't even imagine."
I place my hand out an
