Chapter 13

"Don't push it, Tristan," I snapped, unable to hold back any longer. Tristan didn't even look at me. He continued talking to Dad. "How about two thousand, George? You know I've got a loose mouth. It's tough keeping a secret. But don't worry, once I get the money, this thing dies with me." "You'd better keep your word," Dad warned. "I swear on my old man's life." "Wait here," Dad ordered. Dad gritted his teeth and went into his room. He came back with two thousand dollars in cash. "You'll get this money, but we need a written agreement first, Tristan." The moment Tristan saw that thick stack of bills, his eyes lit up. He didn't hesitate at all and agreed to sign a note. Once the note was signed, he snatched the money and stuffed it into his pocket with a grin. "Alright then, if there's nothing else, I'll be on my way first. See ya, Luke and George." "I swear I won't let you off the hook if you go back on your word, Tristan," I warned. "Don't worry, Luke. Even small thugs like