Chapter 1725

Jeffrey shook his head and said, "It was my buddy here who gave them to me—several big crates of them!" Hugh grinned at Quintis and remarked, "Quintis, if you're going to buy fake whiskey, at least make it look convincing! A 23-year-old Winkle's Bourbon? Do you even know how much a bottle of this stuff costs on the market?" Curious, Jeffrey asked, "How much?" "This much." Hugh gestured with his hand. Jeffrey gasped. "600 dollars?" Hugh shook his head. "Wrong. Try six thousand dollars—and that's if you can even find one. Most bottles are hoarded by collectors or given as gifts. You've got entire crates of it here. You might as well have emptied the country's entire stock." He laughed as he spoke, making it clear that what Quintis had brought was nothing more than fake liquor. Nora chimed in, "Fake booze and cigarettes are everywhere these days—you really have to watch out. If you want the real whiskey, just have Hugh bring you a few bottles. All genuine, straight from the big