046: Happy

Lara

I wake up in the morning feeling a little bit better than I did when I fell asleep.

I’ve been thinking all night. It seems there’s nothing left for me to do but think. I guess being close to Dexter isn’t that bad. I can try to find out where this money is and use that against him. Naturally, if he loses that money, it’ll be the end of him. What would he do without it?

I don’t have to go to the club until later tonight, so I take the duffel bag out from under my bed. I haven’t looked at the money since that day, and I haven’t counted it either.

I asked him for a hundred thousand, and when I looked at the bag, it seemed like enough money.

I won’t count every single more. The bundles are ten thousand each, so I believe that. I start counting the bundles and feel shocked when I surpass ten. I look at the small bundle on my bed and then look back inside the duffel bag.

What? Am I mistaken?

I count the bundles again. The number keeps growing and growing and when the number of bund