“Oh, my God. We did it.” Aria laughed. “What’s in it?”
The men brought out everything and set it on the desk.
There were stacks of hundred-dollar bills, a few files, a gun, and papers with names on them.
“Oh, my God. Is the money real?” she asked.
Trent held a bill up to the light. “It looks real.”
“How much is there, you guys?”
“Fuck, I would say several hundred thousand.”
Her eyes widened. “What are we going to do with it?”
“Keep it in the safe for now,” Mateo said. “It might come in handy down the line.”
“Okay. Let’s go through the papers and files.”