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tinctures I made at home."
    "Nobody buys those science drinks. They want the cheapest thing get them drunk off their ass."
    "I'm a mixologist, Hutch. It's an art. Mr. C gave me the bar on the 2nd floor for a reason. Upscale crowd."
    "Alright, alright. So you get in early."
    "And I'm upstairs, crouched below the bar, puttin' my bag away and organizing. Mr. C comes in on the phone. I'm about to stand up, but I hear what he's saying. The boss was givin' him the new safe combination and made Mr. C repeat it back to him. Turns out they change it every few months."
    "C'mon. Don't talk stupid."
    "No, wait. Listen to this. Got your game face on, Hutch?"
    "Please. You got nothin' more I wanna know."
    "Hutch, you definitely wanna hear this. Our safe — the safe at Club Big Easy — is where they keep the skims from all four of the clubs the boss owns on Bourbon. It's a mix of video poker and skims from the house. Plus all the other... "
    "C'mon. I... "
    "Hutch, they keep almost... "
    "Nah, I'm good. Stop playin'."
    "... a million dollars in that safe."
    "Whoa. You serious? On the real?"
    "Yeah. You see my face. I'm not playin'. I'd heard they trade all the cash out at the bank for new $100 bills before it goes to the boss."
    "Why you tellin' me? You want the black man to take the fall, huh?"
    "I'm tellin' you 'cause this is a two-man job, and you definitely want the action."
    "How you see that?"
    "That's the best part. Every Sunday at 3:30 a.m., Mr C sends his two guys out for the money, then goes downstairs, picks out someone, and takes him out back to that room in the courtyard."
    "I seen it. I don't like that shit, but I know what he does."
    "That means nobody's in the office, Hutch. Nobody's watching the cameras."
    "And all that paper just sittin' there for you, huh?"
    man to take the fall, h
    "Yeah. For us . You gotta take care of things on the 1st floor. Make sure Mr. C doesn't come back upstairs. Make sure Johnny and Big T don't come up if they get back early."
    "We do this, we dead men."
    "Not if we leave New Orleans immediately. We disappear. It's all skims, so they can't go to the feds."
    "I'm not worried 'bout no feds. Any of them — Mr. C, Johnny, Big T — boss have any of them put a bullet in my black head and your white one."
    "But what if you could get away, could go away?"
    "Sure, I seen a few countries on the Travel Channel. But, c'mon, son."
    "Hutch, here's your chance. Might be your last chance. Go to the right place and you can retire."
    "How much paper in that safe right now?"
    "I told you. Almost a million dollars."
    "Motherfucker, give me a real number. Not gonna put my life on the line for an 'almost.'"
    "Okay, okay. Mr. C told the boss there was $982,300 in the safe. They were cleaning it out over the next couple days. In a month it'll be built up again. It's summer, but we're still pulling people in."
    "You're straight with me on this?"
    "Yeah, Hutch."
    "Look here, bruh. I get half."
    "Of course. I... "
    "No, now you listen. I get half. Your dumb ass don't talk to nobody else 'bout this. I hear you do that or think you tryin' to play me, I put you down myself."
    "Don't worry about it. With my mind and your muscles... "
    "I said listen, motherfucker. Shit, I tell you how it's goin' down. Ain't gonna be no rinky dink plan. You know how I do. Methodical. You want me to mess with you on this, got to be on point. You fuck up, I go down too. We do this methodical, or we don't do it. I can live my life. Maintain like it has been. Alright."
    "Yes, definitely."
    "I wasn't askin'. That was me tellin' you how it is. Hear me?"
    "Oh, I didn't... "
    "Clint, shut the fuck up and listen. Placate me, motherfucker, alright. We do this in a month. Look up that date on your phone. Between now and then, this what happens. Empty bank accounts. Get rid of computers. No more Facebook and texting bullshit for you. Cut up credit cards. A week out, we get rid of our phones. You got a girlfriend? Roommate?"
    "Negative on the roommate.