Long Con Part 3 Agatha Vega, Eve Sweet Today

"You used me," Agatha breathed. The betrayal cut deeper than any bullet. Not because of the money, but because she’d admired Eve. She’d respected the quiet efficiency, the way Eve could sweet-talk a security guard into handing over his keys while looking like a lost librarian. They were supposed to be partners.

"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." long con part 3 agatha vega, eve sweet

The long con wasn't over. It was just changing hands. "You used me," Agatha breathed