Dead To Me: Wow. Splitting hairs much?
Lodestar: I don’t trust her.
Dead To Me: We can agree on that. You think she’s doing something behind our backs?
Lodestar: I just have a bad feeling.
Dead To Me: She’s already proven she can’t be trusted. So I can’t blame you. Is there anything I can do?
Lodestar: Nah. I’ve had Eagle Eyes monitoring her for the last four months or so. If it freaks her out at the same time then all the better.
Dead To Me: Lol. If I ever question why we’re friends, you do or say something like that and I remember.
Lodestar: Does that mean I’m predictable?
Dead To Me: The fact I figured you’d be behind Temper’s panicked call this morning… Maybe? But also… you got a sniper in for a two-buck thief’s job so… no?
Lodestar: :P The bitch deserves to be panicked.
Dead To Me: We both agree. Did you know she asked me for Creed’s number?
Lodestar: What a bitch.
Dead To Me: Right?
Lodestar: I figured she was one of us, but now that I know otherwise, it’s making me second-guess a lot about her. And being related to you isn’t enough to make me forgive her.
Dead To Me: Hell, I’m the one with blood ties and I don’t forgive the cunt either!
Dead To Me: What’s Eagle Eyes’ mission?
Lodestar: Just to monitor her.
Dead To Me: Expensive task. Not that I know you’re short of funds or anything, but your gut must be screaming…
Lodestar: It is.
Dead To Me: About what in particular?
Lodestar: How did she know Muñoz was trying to take me out?
Dead To Me: Huh.
Dead To Me: There if you need me, Star. You know that, right?
Lodestar: Depending on it.
Dead To Me: You know, if we were regular women?
Lodestar: Yup.
Dead To Me: This is where we’d send each other hearts, isn’t it?
Lodestar: :P Or xoxo
Dead To Me: Uh huh.
Lodestar: The thought’s there?