The Job

Ning wasn't sure what to make of the man's face when he asked him if he was a criminal. He had asked it offhandedly, but judging by the expression, it seemed like he really was one.

"Of-of course I'm not," the man said.

"Dude! Who are you kidding?" Ning asked. "I should have known by how shady this meeting place even is. You're asking me to meet by the side of a random house, and are worried that I was with the guards."

"No, I'm not," the man said. "Do you want the job or not?" 

"What's the job?" Ning asked. "What do I deliver?"

"No, I don't think I want to give you the job anymore," the man said.

"Hey! Come on, man. I need the money. As long as it's not something bad, I'll do it," Ning said.