Why the guy had had to choose that particular knife wielding idiot, Tamara doesn't know.  But with money that good, she'd work with a trained pig.  Drawing a deep breath to choke back any objections, she nods.  "The money sounds good... And unless there's a couple hundred items, I'm in.  There aren't right?" She looks to the blubbery man who shakes his head with a smile.<br/><br/>"No, miss.  Just 22.  And we have good reason to believe that many of them will be grouped up.  They could all even be in one spot.  We just need them back, and have the funds to make it get done swiftly."<br/><br/>With another nod, Tamara leans back into her chair.  "Then I think we have a deal.  Any tips on where to start looking?"  Even as she asks, she can't help but sneak a glare at her new 'partner'.  She'd hoped she'd never have to see him again, let alone work with him.  Its funny what people do for money...