Diana and Hunter were driving to Sonia's school to pick her up, still reeling from the stressful meeting at the office.
Douglas had laid out a plan to tackle the problem, but Diana couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the Mafia's motives than met the eye.
"It's what we're trained for, isn't it?" Hunter remarked, his eyes fixed on the road.
"We're FBI, after all." Diana nodded, her mind still preoccupied with the case. She started scrolling through her phone, and a video caught her attention.
The caption read "_FAMOUS MODEL WAS HUMILIATED_." She chuckled, recognizing the footage from the previous day's events.
"Something funny?" Hunter asked curioused.
Diana showed him the video, and he slowed down, his eyes widening as they watched the model's shocked face.
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