He doesn’t take a look till he’s back at his lockup and he’s taken the edge off the pain.There is something different.All the sand in these hourglasses is tinged with purple.Roxy’s counting money.But she likes doing it herself.Feeling the paper under her fingertips.Bernie’s said to her more than once, The day someone else knows where your money’s going better than you do, that’s the day you’ve lost. It’s like a magic trick, money.You can turn money into anything.One, two, three, presto.Turn drugs into influence with Tatiana Moskalev, President of Bessapara.Ricky and Bernie had had some ideas for what Roxy should do when she got home, fencing maybe,