WonJae's POV
"Do you have it?" the trainee asked, extending his hand as he glanced around nervously. I cursed under my breath while taking the drug out of my bag and handing it over to him.
He snatched it, lifting it to examine it. A satisfied smile spread across his face as he licked his lips. "I knew you'd bring the good stuff. Here's your money, I'll tell Cha Dohyun that you delivered it."
He pressed the money into my palm before turning to leave, and I stared at the cash with a frown. Without even counting it, I could tell it wasn't complete.
This wasn't the first time.
"I can't take this," I said, and his feet came to a pause as he slowly turned toward me, his brows raised.
"What?"
I lifted the money, waving it at him. "It's not complete."
His eyes fixed on the money before returning to my face as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "You didn't count it, so what makes you think it's incomplete? That's $500 in cash."
