Despite his smile, Scott looked far from trustworthy.

"What does Mr. Mosey want me to do?" Lana suddenly felt uneasy.

"Simple. Tomorrow, find an excuse to invite Dustin for dinner. Slip this bottle of Tranqurin into his drink.

"Once it kicks in, you can bail, and I'll handle the rest," Scott explained, putting a black medicine bottle on the table containing Tranqurin.

It was a drug designed to take down martial artist masters.

"Mr. Mosey, please think this through. Is it necessary to go this far?" Lana's face soured.

Scott was scheming. If she drugged Dustin, she'd be part of the

Scott Mosey laughed, a mocking grin on

the iceberg. I made many other more

bankrupting your Camron family or framing you all and tossing you into prison. How about

Mosey, you're pushing it! Oakvale isn't a lawless place!" Lana was growing

you're not a kid anymore, stop spouting naive

powerless at its mercy. If an ordinary person committed a crime, they were immediately imprisoned, while the privileged could still evade

had been a consistent

using me to kill someone, I'm not doing it.

friend who was more than

you're quite the gutsy woman." Scott stood up, staring Lana down. "But I'm curious.

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