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"I'm sorry Keann," you say, genuinely saddened by the situation, "But I have to turn you in." You always knew Keann was a risk. She never liked Trump, though you didn't know she would go this far.

"Why, so you can look good for your boss?!" She practically spat at you.

"Look, Keann, if I don't report you I'm an accomplice. I can't risk that." You pull your phone out, preparing to call the police. When you do, Keann bolts, sprinting in the opposite direction.

"HEY!" you yell, running after her. She is wearing heels, so you easily catch up to her. You tackle her, pinning her to the ground with your weight.

"Get off me, you bastard!" She screams, struggling to get free. Hastily, you try and call someone. You end up seeing Sasha's number first, and call her.

"What do you want, Eric?" Sasha asks, a bit annoyed. From the noise in the background, you can guess she was just getting ready to leave.

"Hey, I have a Clinton informant outside. Could you send some security down here?"

"WHAT!" She yells, incredulous.

"Yeah, long story, but I got her pinned down so back-up would be helpful."

"Yeah, yeah, they'll be right there," she says, hanging up, presumably to call security.

They arrive within a minute, arresting Keann and taking her away. You truly are sad about Keann's capture. She wasn't just a secretary, but a friend. Sasha arrives moments later, just in time to see Keann put in the van.

"You didn't tell me it was Keann," she says, a bit out of breath from rushing over.

"Yeah," you reply, trailing off, still wrapping your head around all this.

"Well I'm glad you did the right thing," she says, looking right into your eyes, "I know it was hard for you." She blushes a bit before leaving, and you can tell you impressed her.

There's still the question of how to spend your evening. Your stomach is rumbling, and you could really go for some dinner.

What do you do?

What do you do?

*[[Catch up with Sasha]]

*[[Text your "girlfriend"]]

*[[You get a text from Ivanka]]

*[[Go to a local bar]]

*[[Just go home and order Chinese]]

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