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Do you just take a cluster from the bag, set fire to it, and suck the unlit part between your lips,

or…”

Mid-sentence, the window reached the halfway mark, and Finch pitched the entire bag through

the opening with as much force as he could. It sailed skyward and disappeared into traffic,

never to be seen again. Hugh, mouth agape, scrambled around to look out the back window,

but the bag was well and truly gone, lost to the wilds of the highway.

Finch, meanwhile, had collapsed in his seat and was gasping for breath like he’d just run a

race.

“What the devil just happened?” Hugh asked, too astonished to know what to feel. “Finch, you

chucked your present out the window!”

“I did.”

“Why?”

Finch gave him a long look and asked in a thin voice, “Sir, how much marijuana was that?”

“Half a pound.” Hugh frowned deeply. “I know it isn’t much, but it was all Gabriel had. Would

you like more? I’d have to ask, and it will probably take some time to source, but I’d be happy

to do it for you.”

“Half a pound,” Finch muttered in disbelief. “Lord, help me.”

“Next time I’ll get you an entire pound.” Hugh sat a little straighter and worried his thumb over

his opposite hand, gutted that he’d upset Finch with such a lackluster gift. “Or, better yet, two

pounds. No, three.” Finch looked horrified, so Hugh upped the ante. “An even five?”

“There is nothing even about five, sir.”

“Then we’ll make it ten. And would you like them bigger? You seemed upset they weren’t

bigger. The, um, smudge sticks, I mean, since a pound is a pound no matter what. I’ll instruct

Gabriel to bring back the biggest, lushest smudge sticks he can find.”

Finch hid his face behind his hands, which was the opposite of what Hugh wanted.

“I’m very sorry, Finch,” he said in a small, disappointed voice. “I thought I was being kind, but

I suppose the kinder thing to do would have been to invite you to examine the product with me.

I did test it, you know, to see if it was adequate, and while I’m not quite sure what to look for,

it seemed aboveboard. I didn’t think I’d be sold such inferior stock.”

“No, that’s not it.” Finch lowered his hands, and Hugh was relieved to see he was smiling. “Sir,

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