Phillip leaned forward, his hands pressed together as he gestured at Amber. Highly inefficient, incredibly expensive, and an eyesore if Amber were to be asked. “Officer Estes should be here in a few minutes with Mr. She didn’t understand why this was going to be the hill he chose to die on. It was much different than the cold florescent lights of regular prisons, and the hallways of those didn’t have pleasant classical music piped through speakers in the walls. “It’s a Swiss bank.”
“I see,” Amber said. What do you want?”
Turning back to the table, she reached into her bag, pulled out several sheets of paper, and laid them on the surface. Instead of enjoying one of the loungers, Amber went to the small square table and sat in one of the seats. They looked exactly like the ones she was wearing. Estes?” Amber said. “Mr. Once you’re satisfied, call for backup and report Mr. Just know that my employer looks after those who assist him. “I certainly am not.”
The man’s easy manner was replaced by a look of nervousness; his dark eyes darted around the room as if looking for someone else. If you wish to be a free man with more money than you could ever hope to spend, please sign the forms. It was understandable; the information he held
