Drake was frustrated, raising his hands in surrender. "Alright, I won''t argue with you. I''ll check the machine first."


    He walked over to that unboxed machine and examined it briefly.


    "It''s genuine."


    "You sure?"


    "Yep," Drake confirmed, getting up. "Where did you buy it from?"


    Debra looked at him warily. "What are you nning to do?"


    "What else? To find out who''s behind this."


    Debra let out a sigh of relief. Drake noticed her reaction and frowned.


    "What did you think I was going to do? You thought I was going to kill someone?"


    "You''ve probably killed so many people in the past that you can''t even count them. Should I not be worried?"


    Drake pointed at her, speechless. In the end, he sighed in frustration. "You''re unbelievable."


    "Are we done yet? When can we start the program? I''m getting tired," Lizained.


    Debra nced at her and turned back to Drake, "Your salons are quite popr. Why don''t you take Miss Eaton to try it out?" "No, forget it," Liza refused, unwilling to be alone with Drake.


    She hated him for what he had done to Cathryn.


    Drake simply ignored Liza. "Debra, are you so bored out of your mind?"


    "Hold on. Didn''t you just ask me where I got these machines from? Debra knocked on the logo on the


    box and said, "It''s from ove


    Drake recalled Debra''s recent visit to Victoria''s Beauty. "So, this is your aim all along."


    "What else? You think I''d go to your scam of apany for a facial?"


    "Scampany?"


    "You just called Seamar City a dump. We''re even now."


    Drake rubbed his temples. "I must be out of my mind to be arguing with you."


    "I know where their next shipment is going. Interested in working with me?" "How?"


    "I''ve arranged for a shipment. They''re delivering it to the East Dock in three days. You can just swoop in


    and Catch them red-hand ove


    "You''ve met the delivery staff?"


    "I have."


    "Why didn''t you catch them and bring them to me? I''d have ways to make them talk."


    "If I did that, how would we catch the bigger fish? They''re just small fries doing the dirty work. I''ve ced an order for gambling machines this time. Given therge quantity, I think their boss wille along.


    Drake fell silent, considering the n.


    Debra urged, "Yes or no. If you''re not interested, I''ll ask someone else."