Long Con Part 3 Agatha Vega, Eve Sweet Link ✓ 〈Trending〉

Eve didn't look up. "The extraction window moved. Viktor was going to run."

As she downloaded the files, Agatha kept watch. The city glittered below, oblivious to the heist unfolding in the clouds. In her earpiece, she heard the distant chatter of security finally figuring out the diversion was a fake. They had ninety seconds. long con part 3 agatha vega, eve sweet

Agatha raised her gun. "I'll shoot you." Eve didn't look up

Eve’s lips quirked. Not a smile. Something softer. "Darling, we were never even. That's what made it fun." The city glittered below, oblivious to the heist

She turned to Agatha, and for a wild, hopeful moment, Agatha thought she saw an apology forming. Instead, Eve pressed a small, smooth object into Agatha’s palm. A spare key.

"Got it," Eve said, pocketing a tiny drive. "Now for the final part."

Eve finally looked up. Her eyes were the color of sea glass—beautiful, deceptive, and cold. "The con changed, Aggie. Viktor was a stepping stone. The real target was always the buyer he was meeting tonight. The warlord from the Golden Triangle. He’s in the penthouse. Viktor’s dead. Now we take the buyer's sat-phone, transfer the thirty million from his accounts, and disappear."