RHEA
“Go on. Get on your knees. Crawl. Pick it up.”
I can’t help it.
Laughter bubbles up in my throat—wild, misplaced—and it takes real effort to keep it in. I look away from her face, down at the scattered bills instead.
That much money would get Roofus and me air conditioning. Hell, it would cover both our halves of the rent for a good while. Letting it go would be stupid.
Glory is the first to break the silence. “Maxine! Just because the boss leaves you in charge when he’s away doesn’t mean you get to disrespect anyone—”
“Oh, shut up,” Maxine snaps. “You short, fat little thing. You want to get paid this month or not?” Her smile is cruel. “Or maybe you want me to drag you by the ear into the street and see who’s desperate enough to take you for the night.”
Glory stiffens.
“And d
