Fabi’s stomach rumbled, but it wasn’t from lack of food. Everything was going according to plan so far, she thought, watching customers drive up to the shaved-ice stand. Milo, Georgia Rae, Chuy, and she were ducking down in Georgia Rae’s truck, trying to be incognito. “What do you see?” Milo asked, tugging on Fabi’s jacket. They only had one pair of binoculars and she was holding them. “I wish we had some way to hear what was going on.” He bit his lower lip. “I don’t know about this plan of yours.” “My plan is fine. Look, I see the two of them talking. Alexis is nervous. She keeps looking around.” Fabi motioned for Chuy to go. Silently, he got out of the car and crossed the street toward Alexis and Dex. “Damn it,” Georgia Rae complained. “She’s totally going to ruin it.” “Give her a break,” Fabi said, spying again. “Oh, look — no, I mean don’t look. Stay down. Chuy is walking by. He’s counting his money right in front of Dex. This is going to be perfect.”
