This peaks Hardison's interest as well. He looks at her with an inquizative stare. Eliot would never associate with a cop on purpose. By now, all of them knew his face. Nobody really ever thought that she might be a cop until she brought it up. It was handy how she had that little hard drive right there in her possession. Honestly, nobody even thought to ask that question.

Hardison: "How exactly did you come across this little Flash drive again?"

Layla: "I stole it from some very pissed off people. It was supposed to be delivered to Frank, but Charles somehow misplaced it. Now Frank is pissed because that little Flash drive has some very important information on it. He can't make his next move without the details on that drive. My source already contacted Charles and Frank. They've been calling my phone."

She gestures to the 10 missed calls she never returned. No voice mail. They assumed she would just answer their call since they were her bosses.

Nathan: "Next time they call, answer the phone and set up a meeting. I have an idea."

Layla: "Really. You want me to just set up a meeting with two men who want me dead. What's stopping them from following through on their promise to deliver my corpse?"

Nathan: "Nothing. You'll just have to trust us."

Layla looks at Eliot and looks the group over. She'd never met any of them before. There was defenatly no loyalty there and they were defenetly not friends. She wouldn't double cross them, but what was stopping any of them from double crossing her? There was one thing she learned in her years in the business and that was trust no one. Nothing is exactly what it seems and this felt like one of those situations. Especially how quick Nate was to get her to meet with the men who wanted to kill her. Not 5 minutes ago, he was making promises to keep her safe. Somehow, there was something in those blue eyes that said she really could trust him. It felt natural like trusting a family member.

Eliot: "I trust these guys with my life. They would never put you in a dangerous situation we can't get you out of."

Layla: "This is not just some game to me. These guys mean business. They hear my voice and I am as good as dead. It's not just some crazy con we can pull out of."

Nathan: "If they don't hear your voice, they send out more men to look for you and someone else may get hurt."

Layla: "How am I supposed to trust a group of total strangers? I don't know any of you and you have no loyalty to me. What's stopping you all from turning on me?"

Eliot: "You trusted us the minute you told us your story. You gave Hardison your Leverage to figure out without even asking any questions. That right there tells me you trust all of us."

Eliot puts a supportive arm around her.

Layla: "I trust some of you. I haven't had any luck trusting other females in the past."

Eliot: "That's as good as trusting the whole group. You trust Nate, Hardison and me. We're you're base. Nate won't lead you wrong and Hardison is your geek back up. Parker and Sophie are trustworthy. I can promise you. If I trust them, you can trust them and I trust everyone here."

Layla looks the group over and looks at her phone.

Layla: "I want assurance that I'm not going to get screwed here."

Eliot: "I'm your assurance."

The look on his face said it all. He wanted her to trust him and his crew. He wasn't the type to hand over his trust to anyone either. He sounded like he was dead sure that Nate and the crew had her back as well as his own.