Taken aback by the suddenly flying wallet, Will didn't even notice that Cynthia had moved until he felt the cool steel of her knife against his throat. He slowly put his gun down.  "Whoa, girl, take it easy... If you need some money, all you need to do is ask." He opened up the wallet and pulled out a few high-denomination coins. "Take these. It's probably more than what you'd get off of one of those 'rich' people."