Mr. Fanny had his face to the wall while Lucy counted the wads of dollars and when she was done counting, she nodded and slapped the door into her palms.

“I sold a lot of drugs this week,” she said, gazed at Mr. Fanny who showed no interest in what she was saying, “Indeed you will not be bullied this week because I have made enough money for you to give to him,” she said, and put the dollars to her nostrils , “Hmmm, drugs’ money smells like drugs,” she gazed upon him and ...