have the money with him?” I asked, lying stiffly on the cold leather and letting out a small sigh. I looked at the liquor cabinet on the other side of the room, seeing the fancy bottle designs of liquor that probably cost enough to feed several third world villages.

“I can have the money wired to an account over-“

“I need it tonight,” I said, closing my eyes, “in cash.”

“Madame! Why such a rush?” Louis asked.

“I’m in kind of a hurry,” I said, rubbing my left triceps, “but it’ll be worth your while.”

“You know I’ll have to lower your finder’s fee for cash,” Louis said as if it were obvious, “by thirty percent. And give him another couple hours to get it together.&rdquo...

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