Keeping his gun on Latto, Crocker went down on one knee and opened the bag. It was full of US bank notes. He stood up again. He moved away from the bag. ‘Throw the CD over here and you get the money,’ he said. Latto threw the CD. Crocker picked it up and put it in his pocket. Latto moved towards the money. ‘Stop!’ Crocker’s voice was hard and loud. There was a noise from the top of the hill. Latto saw