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Way things are now, ain't a snowball's chance in summer we're gonna move the goods at a decent price. Too many finks, too few buyers. We gotta hide it and wait for better times to come, assuming they ever do.
I know what you're thinking. That I'm trying to fuck you over. That I'll hoof it along with the treasure. Not that I hold that against you - don't trust you one whit either. So in order for us all to sleep soundly, let's do the following.
We'll hide the loot at my place - behind a door with three locks, which, as you geniuses surely guessed, can only be opened with three keys, one held by each of us. That way we'll be sure no one'll plough the others and we'll split the gold evenly once it's all blown over. Deal?