Salma meets a policewoman

-Yeah, I just arrived in front of her house. I'm gonna knock and ask her some questions.

-Sophie, I thought we agreed on this. There is no way a Hollywood actress can be behind the disappearing of a UPS delivery guy.

-You know as well as me that you stop thinking straight as soon as you see a pair of breasts. I'm not favouring anyone. He was last seen in this neighborhood, and I don't care if she's rich and famous.

-Sophie ?

The cop sighed, before approaching her face from her walkie-talkie again.

-What ?

-Can you get me an autograph?

-Fuck you, David.

The ladycop climbed the stairs leading to Salma's front door and rang the bell. Ten seconds later, she heard footsteps, until the door opened, revealing the hot latina, wearing a black dress with a spectacular cleavage.

-Yes?

-Hello mrs Hayek. I'm officer Sophie Mulligan, from the LAPD. Do you remember seeing this man?

The officer took a picture of the delivery guy from her pocket and showed it to Salma. The latina grabbed it and looked at it briefly.

-Yes, he delivered a package for me last week. Lovely guy. Why, is he in some sort of trouble?

-I hope not, but he has been missing since last week.

-My God, it's terrible ! Is there anything I can do to help you?

-Well, for a start, do you mind if I come in? I have a couple of questions.

-Of course not. Please, come in !

The officer entered the house, far from guessing what she was getting herself into. Salma closed the door behind her, with one last look outside, a wicked smile on her face.