Now that he was stunned, we could beat the shit out of him. Even when the stun effect wore off, it was too late. Ivan gave him a mean right hook to the jaw and knocked him out like a punk. I rummaged through his pockets and got his phone. It was not as simple as turning it on. I had to use his finger to unlock it. Once I was in, I looked at the camera. I looked for his picture on Ivan. There were a dozen photos and a full video of an egg coming out his asshole. They really had Ivan by the balls here. I made sure to delete everything. I also looked at other files on the phone. Who knew what he could have on the cloud? There were more pictures there. Some where of Mike and others were of Jamie and Ivan. I showed it to Ivan. He snatched it from me and looked at it for himself. Ivan's face went pale. "This guy is a fucking freak! He's been following us around for months." he hissed. I pocketed the phone. "Let's keep this to ourselves for now. We need to make sure we get everything." I said. "What about all the eggs we brought!?" Ivan asked. I smirked and said "Do not worry about it. I know a guy."
That guy was of course Old Kipler. He offered $1,100 for each egg. That meant that we were looking at $12,100 for the whole bag. Splitting it down the middle was still a cool $6,050. When he heard the plan, he was very quick to grab the duffel bag. We were already in the neighborhood. We just had to run over and we saw him as he was leaving. I called out to him and he stopped. When we approached he asked "Where's the fire, young man!?" I just pointed to the big duffel bag and said "We brought something that you might like to see." He just smirked at me and said "I wonder what that could be." Ivan opened the bag. "Eleven eggs." he said confidently. Old Kipler smiled even wider. "Now where did you get this, boys?" he asked. I shrugged and said "You know how these things go. Good luck. We found them." The old man nodded his head. "I understand." he said. I asked. "So, are these going at the rate we discussed or the standard?" Old Kipler rolled his eyes. "If I give you a rate, I mean it. You will get the pay for it." He pulled out his old wallet and gave us the $12,100. That was great.
I split that money in half right there and then. I gave Ivan his cut of the money. Ivan then handed over the duffel bag. "You two can come back for some better jobs if your situation changes. Come find me again if you are ever in the need for money." the old man said with a smile. I had no clue what he would do with them, but it was not my business anymore. We already gave the eggs up and got our pay for them. I was ready to go back to my motel room. Ivan said that he wanted to come back with me. I decided to let him tag along. When we got to the room, Aiden was waiting for us. I looked at him and gave him $3,000. "You can use this to get an apartment somewhere in the city. It's not something you need to do now, but it sounded like you were still trying to figure things out." He looked like he was about to break down in tears. "You are always looking out for me. It's not fair how good you are to me!" Aiden said. "I gave you the money because I know you can do something with it." I told him. That got him to really cry. It was the truth though. "Sorry! I-I'll see you tomorrow." he said as he left.
