A night out

"Little shit!" I yelled at the door.

I picked the money up off the ground, thinking that I should burn it, but after doing a recount. I decided it would be best to get it to Dante.

It was 17 thousand dollars, which means I would only owe him 8. Which I might be able to pay back easily, seeing that I now have Cameron Carter's black card.

I laughed to myself.

"Maybe this rich prick has a little use."

I studied the card number, then looked at the back.

I knew just how to spend money off it without it tracing back to me.

One swipe of that machine that was tucked away under my bed, and whatever money that one this card is at my disposal.

I set out to my task, cracking my knuckles as I prepare to have thousands, possibly millions, of dollars.

After the machine finished booting up, I ran the card through a part that would make it untraceable back to me. Then I check to see how much money was on the card.

My face fell.