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“Nonsense,” Amber said. “You’re not Bianca,” he said, stopping short as he looked at her in confusion. “What bank is it?”

Phillip hesitated. “I’m good.”

“Nonsense,” Amber said. “Can I ask why you killed him?”

Amber approached the body and swiped at the pen sticking out of the corpse’s neck, removing any possibility of fingerprints. The door closed behind him, and the lock clicked in place. “Very good,” Amber said as she skimmed through some information about the bank on her phone. She wore a blouse that plunged just enough to tease a bit of cleavage—it was her second-best asset. It was parted to the side, with long bangs tucked behind her ear. “Thank you,” Amber said, giving him a small smile. A male officer was manning the scanner while a female and another male were waiting for her to approach. “Mr. Yeah. They’ve expressed an interest in filling the void left by your partner’s… ehm… demise.”

“Thanks,” Castor said, still not moving. “Ah. “And what’s your business here?” The male officer asked. He had short salt-and-pepper hair and a five-o’clock shadow. “That… shouldn’t matter, right?”

“Normally, no,” Amber said.