But Rhett seemed completely unwilling. He clutched the arm with the lifeguard tight, like he couldn't bear to part with it.
This was the first time he was seeing that amount of money, there was just no way he could let it go.
"We… we can split it. Yes! You'll hold fifty, I'll hold fifty. That way we have a failsafe in case one of us loses access."
Malakai shook his head and decided to be firmer. "No. That won't work. I want to hold all of it. I was the one who fought. I won it, not you. If you want a cut, I should be the one giving it to you."
Rhett stared at Malakai with a pleading gaze. He knew the boy was right, but still, was he just supposed to let go of all that money!?
"And if you don't care about that," Malakai continued, "then at least think about the future of the squad. You're a compulsive gambler. You'll only end up spending all this money on useless things. Hand it over."
