Sorry for the massive wait, read at your own risk this story is not suitable for minors. Enjoy Chapter 2! The beautiful glass door filled with art was opened. It revealed a tall, handsome man with the age of 24. "Nina!" he said with a sexy accent. "It's so good to see you, I thought you were joking when you said you were running away!" "It's good to see you Andre." "Well everyone are you coming in!? Don't just stay here in the sun, come on in! The Anubis gang entered the massive mansion. "Welcome to my house, well your house too." he said. The house was so enormius, their footsteps echoed through. Praise and laughter rang through the house. Everyone sat down in one of the numerous living rooms. "How can you afford all of this Andre? And why? You live alone don't you?" asked Mara. "Well my job pays me some serious paper. It's green for green baby." replied Andre. "W-what?" asked Mara, clearly confused through his slang. "So you work in the bank? "Jaja, you're funny, no. Actually the bank is like a black hole for my cash, never use banks Mara, total invasion of your privacy. I grow and deal my own weed, mota, marijuanna de la verde. "You're kidding right?" asked Trudy. "Does it look like I am? Suddenly, Andre pulled out a pocket knife and cut through the leather chair he was sitting on. Stacks of money literally rained out of the hole. "Oh my gosh... said everybody, with their eyes bulging out of their sockets. "How much is that!?" asked Alfie. "I'm not quite so sure.. I think it was like 100k through 120k. Lol, I think I was stoned when I counted." "Aren't you scared of getting caught?" asked Trudy. "Not really, the door to my little indoor garden is made out of bulletproof metal, and you need to unlock like 20 locks to get in. Besides I've got tons of heat in my basement. So yeah, feel free and safe here, my business is really underground and secretive." Eveeyone was happy ti begin their new lives, yeah Andre was risking his life but he seems like a really great guy and if his word is the truth, it feels like there isn't a hint of a drug business in his house, or him. "Would yall like to see the GREENhouse? Pun intended." Andre smirked.