"Officer—she ate at our restaurant and wouldn't pay! That's the only reason any of this happened!"

"We don't need police for this. Really, we can handle it ourselves!"

She forced a smile in my direction. "President Dickerson, come on—it's such a small thing, we can work it out right here!"

I let out a cold laugh. "I don't think this is small at all."

"And I'm very curious who exactly racked up a bill like that at your restaurant and had it charged to me."

"Manager Gilbert, are your surveillance cameras really broken?"

I stared her down, anger burning through every word. "You're not the one coming after us for money."

"We're the ones coming after you."