A small discrepancy in the numbers... surely it couldn't be bribery?
Ashley Grant nearly rolled her eyes into the back of her head.
'Pfft. An informant? Evidence like invoices and property deeds? And they're calling him "Mr. Ryan Linton"? Give me a break. They're making it all seem so real!'
'I've got to give this act a 98 out of 100. I'm holding back the last two points just so they don't get too cocky.'
'I'll have to chew out little Lucy Locke later!'
'Damn, the extras she hired are way too convincing. If I didn't know what was really going on, I'd have actually fallen for it.'
'Scaring the clueless onlookers is one thing, but hey, Officer Friendly, could you at least give me a sign that we're on the same team? Lucy Locke should've already given you the rundown, right?'
'Pretending you don't know me like this... you're making my poor little heart flutter. Is that really necessary?'
