Chapter Eleven Page 5
At last, we’re closing in on one of the reveals I’ve been waiting to make since back in chapter one.
Sparrow: What’s going on? Is he okay?
Bianca: He’s fine! He just showed up carrying —
Patrick, how much is that?
Bianca: Let me see!
Jany: Kara Lynn, c’mere.
[thinking] If he had a standing order too — I don’t know if I can take this —
Bianca: Twenty, forty, fifty, seventy, ninety . . .
Sparrow: Since when can you whip out this kind of cash on cue?
Sparrow: And how long were you planning on holding out on us?
Patrick: Now that is not fair! The first thing I did when we met, before I even knew you, was “whip out this kind of cash.” And you didn’t give me so much as a tummy rub in return!