He cringes at that last shove, and even after Callaghan lets him go there's nowhere to move--the man's a step back, which isn't very far at all. Certainly not far enough for Krei to take a moment to catch his breath, which is what he'd really like to do. Instead there's a moment of confusion (he wants the cards?) before he pulls his wallet out once again and flips it open.
Empty of real money at this point, the billfold contains only a California state driver's license and a solid row of gleaming credit cards. Forget gold--these cards come in colors like black, platinum, and titanium. The maintenance fees on these cards alone could pay the starting salary of someone at Krei Tech.
There's nothing else. No keepsakes, no pictures. Krei pauses for a moment, fingers hovering over the cards. With a quick, nervous glance up at Callaghan, he slips the driver's license out of the billfold and pockets it, then offers the rest of it to Robert.
He briefly considers asking what Callaghan intends to do with them, but for once, wisely keeps his mouth shut.
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Empty of real money at this point, the billfold contains only a California state driver's license and a solid row of gleaming credit cards. Forget gold--these cards come in colors like black, platinum, and titanium. The maintenance fees on these cards alone could pay the starting salary of someone at Krei Tech.
There's nothing else. No keepsakes, no pictures. Krei pauses for a moment, fingers hovering over the cards. With a quick, nervous glance up at Callaghan, he slips the driver's license out of the billfold and pockets it, then offers the rest of it to Robert.
He briefly considers asking what Callaghan intends to do with them, but for once, wisely keeps his mouth shut.