Late at night, LA City had shed the hustle and bustle of daytime and returned to the silence of the night. The dazzling lights of thousands of neon signs lent the city a faint and dreamlike aura, intoxicating those immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.
At this very moment, in the office on the second floor of the Bihaus Club, Marlo lay casually on the sofa. In front of him were stacks of bright red banknotes, striking at first glance.
Beside the money sat two other people, each with a new bill counting machine. Meticulously, they sorted through the banknotes, tying the counted bills neatly with paper bands and stacking them aside.
The bright red banknotes appeared unnaturally prominent under the dim yellow light of the office, and their staggering quantity made for quite a visual impact!
