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only were they friends, but they’d come here together. If Alana was involved in the leak, this woman might have heard about it.
    â€œI’m familiar with the name, but I don’t think I’ve met her.”
    â€œYou would remember if you had.” A genuine smile tugged at her lips. “She’s quite a force.”
    â€œIs she working on a story?”
    â€œYeah. She’s always fighting for better representation of women in the gaming industry,” the woman said, her voice tinted with pride. “She wants one of the game companies to commit to having a female lead in their games. Or at the very least she wants to find out why they haven’t had one to date.”
    Ah, so that must be the grudge he’d heard about. “That game company wouldn’t happen to be Third Planet Studios, would it?”
    She blinked. “How did you know that?”
    â€œPeople talk. Her opinions have caused a stir, and not too many guys here seem to care about feminism.”
    â€œColor me shocked.” Quinn rolled her eyes. “That only proves why we need people like Alana asking questions.”
    â€œYou’re absolutely right.” He breathed a sigh of relief.
    He could recognize a lie when he heard one—he knew how to detect the sound of it, how to look for the telltale facial movements and tics. And how to do all of that without giving a thing away himself.
    Thankfully, there was nothing but honesty in this enigmatic woman’s responses.
    Which meant he could keep talking to her without the weight of suspicion hanging over them.
    â€œWho do you work for?” she asked.
    â€œRicochet Studios,” he said, keeping to his script.
    The plan was to tell people he was a game designer, some low-level minion at a big company where no one would be likely to call him out on the lie. He had enough knowledge to have a basic discussion about game design, and he was adept at manipulating conversation should anyone get close to sniffing him out.
    His experience working for the FBI had equipped him to skate the truth with ease, not that he took any pleasure in it. But his job came first.
    â€œThe company who made ‘Slayer’s Faith’?” Her pink lips parted. “You worked on that game?”
    The reverence in her voice was a huge boost to his ego, which was stupid since it meant nothing. “You play?”
    â€œI clocked over a hundred hours on it. You don’t make it easy to get the platinum trophy.” She folded her arms, the action plumping up her breasts so that they pressed together in the deep V of the dress’s neckline. “It wasn’t quite as bad as finding all the pigeons in ‘GTA Four,’ mind you.”
    A hot girl who knew her games? Heaven must have been smiling down on him. “Ah, you’re a completionist.”
    â€œAll the best gamers are.”
    He took a slow sip of his wine. “What’s your favorite game?”
    â€œThat’s like asking me to pick a favorite limb.” Her dark brows creased.
    â€œChicken.” He laughed when she narrowed her gaze at him.
    The diamond in her nose winked in the light and she tapped a finger to her cheek. The chipped black polish on her fingernails seemed at odds with the hotter-than-sin dress and sexy heels. But he enjoyed the combo; a little bit of contradiction made things more exciting...like there were secrets to be uncovered. A real person under the gloss.
    â€œâ€˜Slayer’s Faith,’” she said, nodding as if convincing herself. “Followed closely by ‘Mario Kart.’”
    â€œWhat about Leafina? What does she play?” He looked at the potted plant again and a laugh burst from the pink-haired woman’s lips.
    â€œCan I tell you a secret?” she said, her hazel eyes glinting.
    â€œSure.”
    She leaned in close to his ear and cupped a hand around her mouth. “Leafina is kind of boring.”
    Her hot breath on