The stupid, rich girl sat across from Abiss, an untouched beer in front of her, her fingers lightly laced around the base of the glass. The bag of money sat on the table between the two of them. Others eyed it but the only person who would try and take it and possibly succeed wasn't around. "So... why me? I'm not a bodyguard."

Her unseeing eyes stared down at the table, "Maybe I will tell you if you take the job."

Abiss sighed, reaching for the money bag. "And this isn't the whole payment?"

"You will receive the other half upon completion."

"Uh huh." Abiss slumped farther down in his seat. "And about how long would this job be?"

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"That depends entirely on you." She cocked her head to the side, the first movement she's done since she sat down. Creepy... "I need you to take me to my destination as fast as you can... and as... discreetly... as you can."

Abiss pulled the bag towards him and rifled through it. Every single fucking piece was gold. "You got a deal."

The girl smiled, looking even more vulnerable and innocent. "That's wonderful! We can leave first thing in the morning!"

"No, we leave tonight." She flinched slightly, "I'd rather we didn't get jumped in our sleep because you waved your fat wallet under the nose of everyone in this bar. Are you going to drink that?"

After a brief pause, she shook her head and pushed the undrunk beer towards him. Abiss stood, leaned over the table, and grabbed it, chugging it down in one long gulp. He picked up the money bag. "Let's go."