The day went by like a breeze, and before Dustin knew it, the sun was already beginning to set, much like his enthusiasm for what he was about to do. After his class and training, he went out with his teammates to watch a movie, then he went home, got and counted the money he had neatly stored in a fake book in his shelf, then set out for the last errand he had to run that day. This was one of the things he had dreaded the most—going to their “den” to pay cash in installments. He had only done it only once before, after his friend had disappeared, and all he could think of the experience was how comparable it was to entering a lion’s den, or better yet, moving into a sounder of aggressive and smelly wild boars. Dustin had wanted to limit any interactions with those men as much as he c

