Sebastian
Once they're gone, all of them, Nate asks, "That was her, right?"
Malcolm nods. "That's her. I have her picture right here." He takes the folded photograph from his pocket and passes it around. The men nod. Sebastian is the last to take the photo. There's no denying it. It's her. She'd been standing right in front of him just now.
"I was optimistic," Nate says. "I was hoping it wouldn't be her."
"There's got to be a rational explanation," Danny interjects. "We all know Crooks. He wouldn't do this to us. He's never betrayed us."
"This is f****d up. Something doesn't fit. We talked to Crooks just yesterday. He'll be here in a week. Do you think he'd be this cynical? Come on, Sebastian. You knew him better than we did."
"I met him a long time ago," Sebastian says. "People ch
