The bodyguard steeled himself and reported, "I don't know what's up with the police. They found the delivery truck right after it left today. Boss, it must have been that woman, Naomi Shaw. She must have tipped off the cops. I told you that woman couldn't be trusted."
With a sharp CRACK, Sean Donovan crushed the wine glass in his hand, cutting the bodyguard off. "What does it have to do with her? She's never even seen the delivery truck that comes to the mansion!"
The bodyguard protested indignantly, "But Boss, for all these years before she came, we've operated safely. How is it that just a few days after she arrives, the police are onto us? If it wasn't her, who else could it be?"
'There have been stories of femme fatales since ancient times, and this Naomi Shaw was their boss's very own!'
Sean Donovan calmed himself. "Anything unusual at the docks?"
