Page 130 of Filthy Lies


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“I can tell the difference,” she quipped. “Which one and why?”

“Eoghan.”

“How come?”

“I mentioned the name Kuznetsov to him before my flight and he had a story to tell.”

“About?”

My gaze darted from the notes Kuznetsov had left for us to her. “A car crash.” I lifted a hand to stall the incoming questions as I reached for Anton’s letter to her.

Star,

Here is a phone we procured from a now-dead Sparrow.

We believe the calculator is a shadow app. My Pauks have been working on this for months since the phone came into our possession, but they have uncovered very little other than the access code for the app that leads to a login page.

It’s all very complicated, but the Pauks warn that there’s some kind of threat to the hardware. Too many failed login attempts will damage the phone itself so be careful.

Please find their notes included in this envelope.

Your loving grandfather,

Anton

Though he was laying it on thick with that ‘loving grandfather’ bullshit, I read it, scanned thePauks’findings to make sure I hadn’t missed anything, then woke up my computer and logged in. A few seconds later, FaceTime had loaded and I was waiting for Eoghan to answer.

“Kid? You okay?”

Faintly, I smiled, just relieved he’d picked up. “I’m good. You?”

“Be better if you were in New York. When are you coming home again?”

“Dunno. You might be able to help with that.”

Eoghan, obviously fresh from the shower as he’d been dragging a towel over his head, paused. “You need me overseas?”

“No.” I grabbed the back of Star’s chair and hauled it nearer to my side so she was sitting within the webcam’s frame. “Star’s here. Star, this is Eoghan. Eoghan, meet Star.”

My baby bro narrowed his eyes at her. “You gonna keep giving Conor the runaround?”

“Maybe I like the runaround,” I retorted. “And be nice. I was nice to Inessa.”

“Inessa didn’t take off to Russia and ghost you.”

“He has a point, Conor,” Star said softly, then, to Eoghan, who was somehow the baby of the bunch and yet the deadliest of us all, promised, “I’m going to try not to repeat the runaround.”

My hand slipped up to her shoulder and I squeezed her gently. “We’re working together now.”

“Doing what? Bringing the Sparrows down?” he inquired, his curiosity tripped.

“That’s part of it. Remember I told you about Kuznetsov?”

“The guy who you said kidnapped Star?”

“Well, it was less kidnapping and more ‘holding in custody’ until she decided to stop trying to murder him.”

Eoghan shot Star a sympathetic look. “Don’t you just hate it when that happens?”

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