(Linda leant back in her chair and said calmly, 'Colin, do you want to earn 10 000 for one evening's work?' He laughed. 'I don't buy lottery tickets,' he said. 'I'm serious, Colin,' Linda said. 'And i'm not talking about buying lottery tickets. I'm talking about 10 000 dollars in cash. It's yours, if you want it.' 'What's going on?' he said nervously. 'What do you want from me?' 'My husband is going to need an alibi,' she said. 'You can provide one for him. It's as simple as that.')