Taro Head used her tablet to make a voice call to Flynn.
He didn't answer the first time she called. Taro Head tried again, but there was still no answer.
Scowling, Taro Head tried a third time.
This time, he finally answered, his voice hushed. "Nicole, what's up? I'm busy right now."
"Busy with what?" Taro Head asked.
"I'm with a client," Flynn said.
Taro Head said, "Send me a video so I can see."
Flynn was stunned. "Why are you suddenly asking for something like that?"
'Usually, when I tell her I'm with a client, Nina Eames gets all worried about interrupting my work and hangs up right away. What's gotten into her today?'
"Is there a problem?" Taro Head's tone was cold. "I told you to send a video, so just do it. Cut the crap."
"Alright, alright, I'll send it," Flynn said before hanging up.
About a minute later, Taro Head received a photo he'd sent.
Two people were sitting across the table, and it was clear from their clothes that they were both men.
