The Receipts
That night, Halia opened up the briefcase, that she had so desperately tried to get her hands on, and started spreading out the receipts on her bed. There was a shocking amount of receipts.
She slowly sifted through the large number of receipts and tried to find anything that looked suspicious.
As she was doing so, her phone suddenly rang.
Halia picked it up excitedly. It was Jackson.
"How did your day go?" the man asked.
Halia smiled when she heard the man's voice.
"You wouldn't believe who my client was today," Halia replied straight away.
Jackson listened with curiosity and guessed, "Is it someone we know?"
"Do you remember Marissa Qian? The woman that's obsessed with your brother?" Halia asked.
"Ugh, the one that looks fake from top to bottom? Was she your client? Did she recognize you?"
Halia shook her head, "No, she was completely convinced by my cover. In fact...she invited me to a hotel and..."