Grace raised an eyebrow as she turned to face Randolf. "Ah, Randolf. I should've known you'd be the one Annie would call."
Annie perked up at that, her savior had finally arrived. She wiped her tears as if she hadn't been sobbing like a soap opera actress five seconds ago.
"Yes! I was assaulted, Officer. These three women—they ganged up on me! And then—" she pointed at Eve, "—she attacked my assistant! And that one—" she motioned to Chiqui, "—physically harmed my bodyguard!"
Greg pinched the bridge of his nose. "You've got to be kidding me."
Harry, muttering under his breath, leaned toward Grace. "How much jail time do you think we'd get if we duct-taped Annie's mouth shut? Asking for a friend."
Grace smirked but didn't break her professional demeanor. "Let's not get arrested for obstruction, Harry."
Randolf sighed dramatically after hearing what Harry and Grace were murmuring about. "Officer, file the charges. We will be taking legal action against—"
