I slapped the table. "Come on Denise, I'm not stupid. Why would you come out here after three years? Don't give me that visiting bullshit either. You're here for some other reason, are you like in trouble in L.A. or something?"

She frowned. "You still know me too well Matt."

I nodded. "So spill it? What's wrong? Is someone stalking you out in the big city so you came back to hide out or something?"

She shook her head. "No nothing like that at all. It's kind of something I need your help with."

"My help? Well, I guess that explains the Game Mania shopping spree." I said, glancing at...