“Peabody, with me,” she said, and kept walking. Peabody scrambled to catch up. “We nailed the shoe.” “Good work. The top—when you’re talking important and exclusive—vendor in the city is the designer’s boutique on Madison. We’ll need a list of people who bought that shoe in the size range.” “Shopping! Even if I couldn’t afford the toe of a pair of socks in a place like that.” “Field work,” Eve corrected. “First we’re going to ruin Mitchell Sykes’s day. He’s in Interview A, and he’s mine. You’ve got the cohab in B.” “I get to work her solo.” Peabody rubbed her hands together. “I want you to go in like this is in the bag. We got everything we need to put her over, but the PA wants to save the taxpayers some money, and offer a deal. First one to lay it all out, verify the skim and scam, gets to plead to misappropriation of prescription drugs and a lighter sentence.” “Because we want her to roll on Sykes.” “We do.” “And I get to be disgusted the PA isn’t fully backing our play because it’s all politics and crap.
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