Long Con Part 3 Agatha Vega, Eve — Sweet [repack]

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

Eve stood, smoothing down her cream-colored blouse. A single smudge of soot marked her collar. "I elevated you. Now move. The east stairwell is clear. We go up, take the prize, and we're ghosts in three minutes." long con part 3 agatha vega, eve sweet

Eve’s lips quirked. Not a smile. Something softer. "Darling, we were never even. That's what made it fun." She smiled

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. A single smudge of soot marked her collar

They moved. Two shadows flowing through the smoke-choked service corridors. The building's emergency lights painted everything in bloody red. When they reached the stairwell door, Agatha grabbed Eve’s arm, spinning her around.

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.

"The villa in Como. The one I bought last year under a fake trust." Eve’s voice was steady. "It's yours. The deed’s in the safe behind the Modigliani. I'll meet you there in forty-eight hours. If I'm not there…"