Long Con Part 3 Agatha Vega, Eve Sweet [FREE]

"No, you won't," Eve said, and for the first time, her sea-glass eyes looked genuinely sad. "Because you still want to believe I'll show up at that villa. And that's the cruelest con of all—making someone hope."

Agatha stood alone in the penthouse, the key digging into her palm. The alarms were seconds away. The warlord was moaning. And somewhere over the neon labyrinth of the city, Eve Sweet was already gone, leaving behind nothing but a promise that felt like a noose. long con part 3 agatha vega, eve sweet

She turned to Agatha, and for a wild, hopeful moment, Agatha thought she saw an apology forming. Instead, Eve pressed a small, smooth object into Agatha’s palm. A spare key. "No, you won't," Eve said, and for the

For a single, stretched second, Agatha saw the truth. This wasn't improvisation. This had been Eve’s plan from the start. While Agatha was playing the loyal lieutenant to Viktor, Eve had been playing her. The alarms were seconds away

She smiled. It was a terrible, wonderful, knowing smile.

"You set the charges early," Agatha said, not a question. Her voice was low, a viper’s whisper.

As she downloaded the files, Agatha kept watch. The city glittered below, oblivious to the heist unfolding in the clouds. In her earpiece, she heard the distant chatter of security finally figuring out the diversion was a fake. They had ninety seconds.