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event Thursday night. Then you drove him to his house. You had sex and then you tried getting on his computer. Why?”
    Rita: “I have no idea what you talking about. Who are you?”
    Carter: “Wayne Miller hired me to find you. So, who are you, Rita. Let’s start with your real name, shall we?”
    Rita: “This is ridiculous. I have no idea what’s going on here but I was never at an event last Thursday. You obviously have the wrong person.”
    Carter: “I don’t think so. This is you in these photos sitting at the bar with Wayne. Looks just like you.”
    Rita: “That’s not me. I was never there.”
    Carter: “I have a witness who will say you were there. I also have these photos of you at Wayne’s house. He remembers seeing the Claddagh pendant, the same one you’re wearing right now.”
    Rita: “Is this some kind of joke? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
    Carter: “I don’t think you want to leave just yet. You see, these photos are proof that you were at Wayne’s house. I could go to the police and tell them how you make your living.”
    Rita: “Look, if I tell you the truth, will you promise to leave me alone?”
    Carter: “We’ll see.”
    Rita: “A guy approached me last Thursday morning. He gave me a ticket to that event and said he’d pay me two thousand bucks to flirt with Wayne Miller and get him to take me to his house and have sex. I figured it was like a prank or something. Like maybe his friend just wanted to give him a nice time with a professional.”
    Carter: “Who’s the guy?”
    Rita: “He never told me his name.”
    Carter: “How did he contact you?”
    Rita: “I was having lunch alone at the Cambridge mall and he came right up and sat down at my table. I asked him how he knew me, but he wouldn’t explain. He offered me a lot of money, so I listened to what he had to say. He showed me a picture of Wayne Miller and gave me a ticket to A Flight of Fantasy event. He told me to pretend I was attracted to him so he’d take me back to his house to have sex. I needed the money so I agreed to do it.”
    Carter: “Did you actually have sex with him?”
    Rita: “I tried to, but he couldn’t get it up. As soon as we got to his room, he passed out on the bed. I didn’t stick around. I left around midnight, I guess.”
    Carter: “And you didn’t try to access his computer?”
    Rita: “No.”
    Carter: “Describe the man who hired you. What age?”
    Rita: “Hard to say. Probably in his fifties. Average looking. Brown hair. About six feet tall.”
    Carter: “Had you ever met him before?”
    Rita: “No. I’d never seen the man before and I don’t know how he knew me.”
    Carter: “So he just handed you two thousand dollars, trusting that you’d do the job?”
    Rita: “That’s right. And I haven’t heard from him since.”
    Carter: “Where did he approach you? I need an exact location.”
    Rita: “Cambridge Mall food court. Right in front of Macy’s. There’s a Panini restaurant I like.”
    Carter: “What’s your real name? It’s obviously not Rita Hayworth.”
    Rita: “Why is that important? I already told you what you wanted to know.”
    Carter: “Because I may need to get in touch with you again.”
    Rita: “If the agency found out I took a job and they didn’t get a cut, they’ll fire me. I can’t lose this job. I just can’t.”
    Carter: “I’m not going to tell them about this, you have my word.”
    Rita: “I don’t trust you. I don’t trust anyone in this business. Now, if you’ll excuse me …”
    Carter: “Rita, or whatever your name is, I don’t intend to get you in trouble with anyone, okay? You have my word.”
    Rita: “I don’t want your money. Just don’t ever contact me again.”
    Carter: “Take it. It’s compensation for your time.”
    Rita: “I said I don’t want your money. I just want to leave.”
    Carter: “Go right ahead, then. I’m not stopping you.”
     
    A few seconds went by and Carter called me on the cell