Long Con Part 3 Agatha Vega, Eve Sweet High Quality Now

Agatha looked at the key. Then at the window.

She stepped backward into the void, a streak of cream and pink disappearing into the night. A moment later, the soft whir of the zip-line motor faded. long con part 3 agatha vega, eve sweet

"You're not coming?" Agatha’s blood ran cold. Agatha looked at the key

She smiled. It was a terrible, wonderful, knowing smile. A moment later, the soft whir of the zip-line motor faded

Eve stepped back, closer to the shattered window where a zip-line rig was already anchored to the balcony. "The long con isn't over, Aggie. It just got a new mark. You're the decoy now. The security tapes will show Agatha Vega robbing the warlord. Agatha Vega, Viktor’s known associate. I was never here."

Because Eve had forgotten one thing. Agatha Vega didn't do hope. She did leverage. And before she’d even entered this building, she’d planted a tracker on Eve’s zip-line rig.

"Got it," Eve said, pocketing a tiny drive. "Now for the final part."