"What is this?" Henry said as he fingered the tiny plastic gem bag. They littered the table and even the floor. Gems of every size shape and color spilled from a cloth bag at one end.
"This is the take from the Weiss Estate." Collin mumbled while carefully labeling a a pink gem. "Marta said she wanted them separated before she came back."
"Did she check these out." Henry opened a cupboard and removed one of the heaviest coffee cups on the shelf. "You know before she gave you bitch work?"
"No she said I had this."
"Yeah you got this. These are fake you twit." He slammed the mug over one of the tiny bags. What was once a black pearl was now chunks of dust.