Page 141 of Secret Weapon

“Okay, champ, what’ve you got?”

“How many guns are you planning to take?”

“Only one.”

If I needed more than that, I’d take a spare from one of my victims.Not that I was planning to shoot anyone.If all went smoothly, Ilya’s crew wouldn’t even know we’d breached their defences until the weapon turned up missing.

“Can you put the gun in your purse?”

Nobody was going to search a bunch of rich folks arriving at a cocktail party.

“No, I need to keep it close.”

“Then my favourite is this jumpsuit with a pair of kitten heels and a jacket.The deep-sea blue will complement your fake eye colour.”

Bradley might have been a pain in the ass, but I had to give him credit for always picking the perfect outfit for parties.He reserved the most outlandish creations for himself, like the turquoise suit he was wearing today, complete with silver brogues.

“Okay, we’ll go with the jumpsuit.Did you find something for Hallie?”

“She’s wearing a longline jacket and a minidress in slate grey.”

“What about Dan?”

“No need to trouble yourself.”Dan waved a hand.“I already have the perfect outfit.Semi-formal, right?”

Bradley’s grimace said it all.Heaven help us.

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