said you had information for me,” Yamin said with a confused expression on his face. “I just wanted to let you know….” Katrina looked around and then pulled her chair closer so that she didn’t have to talk so loud. “….the FBI has picked up Ashley’s case. It’s been three days and the police have no leads so they turned the case over. They just so happened to put me on as lead. I wanted to let you know so that you won’t be surprised when my partner and I show up to your house tomorrow to ask you some questions.” Yamin nodded. “I didn’t want to tell you that over the phone and as a matter of fact, we need to cease all phone communication. They are having your records pulled. I already had Toinette check to see if she could get rid of a lot of the stuff that would look suspicious before they put the records on my desk in the morning. She said that she will do her best.” “Do her best?” Yamin questioned. “That’s what she told me. I can’t-“ “I suggest you hold off on getting those records until she do what the fuck she needs to do,” Yamin grabbed the wine glass in front of him and took a sip. Katrina looked over at Jessica and then quickly returned her glare to Yamin. He’d never talked to her this way before and she didn’t know if it was because he was with his wife or if he was just frustrated with everything that was going on. Either way she didn’t like it. She blinked back tears and cleared her throat as she tried to think of what to say next. “I umm-I’m not the one that pulls the records Ya. I don’t know what-to do,” she said shamefully. She could see Yamin’s demeanor change to that of disappointment. Everything that she needed to do for The League she’d always done without question and had only run into a problem a couple of times, but it was always something she could handle. Now when it was really important, it was seemingly out of her control. She had only found out that she was going to be assigned the case a couple of hours ago leaving her no room to cover up what needed to be covered up. “When are they supposed to request the records?” Jessica asked. Katrina looked at Yamin waiting to see if she should answer the question, but when he said nothing she brought her hands up and fiddled with her hair. She had felt so awkward and wished that she had turned around when she saw the two of them having dinner. “I’ll call my legal assistant and have her draw up a request to stop the records from being pulled until a warrant is furnished. I’m sure it won’t take long to get the warrant, but it should buy you a couple of hours,” Jessica offered. She looked to Yamin whom was having a stare down with Katrina. She could sense that something wasn’t right between the two of them and wondered what pertinent information they wanted to keep hidden. “Cool, then it’s settled. Next time hit me up when you have some usable info,” Yamin said coldly. He wouldn’t even look at Katrina anymore and only glared over her shoulder. “Sorry for interrupting,” Katrina stood up from the table and slowly walked away allowing her pain to slide down her face. She looked back at Yamin and Jessica and then left out of the restaurant. “You too sleeping together Yamin?” Jessica asked not missing a beat. She looked at the side of Yamin’s face and wanted to slap him as hard as she possibly could. She was far from a dummy. Yamin took out his cell phone and handed it to Jessica. He didn’t want to lie to her anymore or even make her feel like he’d had