"So soon?" The sudden joy made Little Black feel somewhat unreal.
Reid laughed and retorted, "You want to get your hands on that two million reward quickly; they want their twenty million worth paintings back quickly too. Who do you think is more anxious?"
Little Black rolled his eyes and whispered, "If we hold onto the paintings for a bit longer, will they increase the reward?"
The deputy slapped him on the head, "You're crazy about money. Have some dignity."
Little Black chuckled awkwardly, "I was just saying it casually.
Two million is quite a lot, how will it be distributed?"
Reid replied, "Your squad found the paintings. How the reward is distributed should be decided by your squad itself."
Luke raised his glass, "To Reid."
Everyone raised their glasses too, "To Reid."
The deputy put his glass down, "What about the stolen money?"
