Page 366 of Glass (Crank 2)

to catch up, with a little interest.

Translation: twenty-five for her.

Like, we really need to sell some

ice right now, and everyone seems

to be a little short on cash or set

for the foreseeable future. Trey

actually goes downtown to peddle

small quantities to tourists and card

dealers—an inspired way to play.

Like, because we’re not selling it

very quickly, we’re tempted to go

ahead and smoke it. First the profit

goes up in a cloud of exhaled ice.

Next goes the investment capital,

or it would be investment capital,

but it wasn’t our capital to invest.

Like, by the time we’re supposed

to pay Cesar what we owe him, we’re

even further behind than when I

concocted that ridiculous plan.

We don’t have close to what he’s

expecting, and wouldn’t, even if

we sold everything that’s left.

Anyway, we can’t sell everything

that’s left, or we won’t have any

personal, or any way to get more.

Which leaves us pretty well

screwed. Like 100 percent

screwed, unless I can, with lightning

speed, concoct a workable Plan B.

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