[b][color=9e0039][h1][center]Calvin Lovegrove[/center][/h1][/color][/b]
[color=9e0039][h2][center]The Apartment of Danielle Raymonde[/center][/h2][/color]

Danielle had the detective right where she wanted him – with his inquiry pointing his attention away from her and directly toward somebody else. She gave a half-smile. “The ones who fling themselves desperately toward my work and fail are the girls like your ‘Emerald’. No one takes up dancing on tables unless they must. My educated guess? She has nice legs and can’t act. Beyond that, your guesses are as good as mine.” 

Cal stared at his partner nervously. [i]Please tell me he’s out of questions. Please god, don’t make this a pain in the ass for me.[/i]

Dani folded her arms. “She seems like a queen bee to me. I bet that she’s a fountain of information, and if you have access to her, you are wasting time talking to me.”

Cal furrowed his brow. “Detective Gallagher here questioned ‘Emerald’ already. You have any reason to believe she’d lie to us?”

Dani chuckled under her breath. “I have -every- reason.” The devious starlet took a drag from her cigarette. “Implicating one of her own would destroy that shiny little club of her’s.”

Cal stared at Ashley nervously before his eyes returned to Dani. She had pivoted the blame toward Emerald so effectively that he began to wonder how much this enigmatic woman really knew. But this was not the time nor place for him to ask dangerous questions. He shot a glance back at Ash. “What are you thinking, partner?”