“Five hundred dollars,” he said.
Arthur stood up, wiped a single bead of sweat from his brow, and screwed the cap back on the jug. He looked at the empty sink as if he’d just wrestled a demon back into its hole. sulfuric acid for drain cleaning
“The weak stuff is for amateurs, Mrs. Gable,” he grunted, pushing past her into the kitchen. The air smelled of old grease and decay. “Five hundred dollars,” he said