<strong>"You don't want this guy turning up for work? Hire a hooker to doses him with GHB, problem solved."</strong>Grace shrugged<strong>"But a bank guard just not turning up for work would raise a red flag or two. Now if we could give the guy the flu..."</strong>Grace opened the fridge and took out a box of eggs<strong>"Omlettes anyone?"</strong>Grace fired up the hob and set the pan on it, she started cracking eggs and whisking them<strong>"So really what we need is a germ ridden skanky ho."</strong>Grace glanced at Sophia<strong>"And I think we all know who fits that description best."</strong>A grin crept across Grace's face as she nodded across to Amber.