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"I wonder who could've mentioned my name?"

She keeps asking herself that question. But, no one comes to mind. As she's driving, she realizes a car that has been behind her for a few miles now.

She shrugs it off because she doesn't think too deep into it. But, while at the same time...play it smart.

As she pulls into Providence, which is the most expensive restaurant in Los Angeles, she notices her date patiently waiting for her.

She smirks at the fact that she hit a home run with this one. He is the richest man in all of Los Angeles. He is at the top.

Once she fixes her lipstick, she grabs her clutch and steps out of her car. As she's walking towards her date, across the street...the detectives are watching her.

"I really feel like this is a waste of time, Ross..."

"Well Moore...it's part of our job. She was too calm during questioning. Doesn't that give you any red flags at all?"

"No. Not really if I should be honest. I'd be calm too if I had two detectives questioning me about murders that have happened."

Ross scoffs at his response. Then he looks at him.

"I don't know what she has done to you with her presence. But, Moore...focus and get it together. And fast. This is your job. Please do me a favor...and act like it. I'd appreciate it."

"If I wasn't doing my job...I wouldn't be here. So, please...do me a favor. Lose the attitude. I'd appreciate it."

Moore sarcastically smiles and looks back at his phone.

On a different note, everything is going smoothly. All laughs. All giggles. Her date, whose name is Vince, is a very flirtatious man. He's the type...that gets what he wants. Very persistent.

 Very persistent

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Vince

"Ya know. I've been eyeing you for awhile now.." He says.

She smiles at him.

"Oh really? How long is awhile?"

"Well, I've been infatuated with you for a year now. I've just never had the guts to ask you out."

"Nervous?"

He nods and they both chuckle.

"Baby, you don't have to be nervous. About anything at all. Trust me. You'll get real comfortable real soon..."

"I love the sound of that." He says while smiling.

His phone rings and he looks at it.

"I apologize. That's rude..."

"Oh, no love. Go answer. Matter fact..."

She stands up from her seat and he admires her body.

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