"Don't fucking touch me!" Sabrina hissed, looking at Cosgrove's men with daring eyes.
She turned to Cosgrove, her eyes sparkling with some sort of sincerity. "I have no idea what he is saying," she lied effortlessly, "You did a background check on me, what did you find?'
Cosgrove turned to Tony, his eyes asking Tony to prove his accusations.
Tony pulled out his tab, tapped a key or two and slid the tablet towards Cosgrove. On it is a picture of Sabrina on the feds private, secret site, the one Eli has hacked into.
Sabrina's breath seized. She knows she has been made. She looked away for two seconds and by the time she returned her gaze to Cosgrove, the professional facade she had been wearing shattered.
Cosgrove pressed the nozzle of his gun firmly on her head. "You fucking rat!"
