Page 72 of One Wrong Move


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“Chickened out again,” Riley said, tossing hers in too.

Greyson straightened, holding his tie against his chest. “I think we both know better, Riley dear.”

“Again with thedearstuff.” Riley frowned.

“It’s a term of politeness,” Greyson said with that quirk of a smile on his lips.

Deckard shook his head.Those two.

“It might be polite, but it makes me sound like a kid sister,” she said.

Greyson arched a brow and gave her that look—the one he reserved for her and only her. Was it brotherly affection or did more linger there?

“I’m a decade your senior,” Greyson said as Deckard retrieved his notepad and pen from the table behind them. Time for another round.

“That makes you an old man.” Riley smirked. “Not me a child.”

Greyson shook his head with that sigh of exasperation that only Riley could elicit.

Deckard chuckled.

Harper glanced over at him. “Am I missing something?”

“Nah. Just these two.”

The pair didn’t hear them, or simply didn’t acknowledge them because they just kept going.

¦¦¦

Four hours of gala footage later, Andi was about to doze off when Christian nudged her arm.

“I think we have our mystery woman,” he said.

She sat up and straightened as he backtracked the video. Sure enough, it was a woman with the long, wavy black hair that Tad had described—all he’d been able to describe of the woman he spent the night with.

The woman made her way in during the last half hour of the gala. She beelined for a drink and then straight to Tad, while somehow managing to keep her face off camera. The most they saw was one instance when they got a peek at her chin.

“She clearly knew where the cameras were,” Andi said.

“So we can with near certainty connect her to the thieves. She was sent in to get the fob.”

She and Tad left the gala together, the entire party remaining at the end leaving in mass exodus.

“Most of them probably went down into Santa Fe for the nightlife. Jeopardy Falls, other than events like the gala, closes down by ten,” Christian explained.

She smiled. Yet another aspect of Jeopardy Falls that felt cozy. Rugged and cozy at the same time. She’d shirked away from community, but the town was definitely growing on her.

“All right,” Christian said, sitting forward. “Let’s see how long until the heist.” He fast-forwarded through the footage.

“There,” she said at the movement by the front door.

“Here we go.” He scooted farther forward, nearly tumbling off the edge of the sofa.

Two men dressed in all black entered the gallery. One signaledtoward the back of the gallery with a swipe of two fingers, and the other proceeded out of the main camera’s line of sight.

“Joel said it was all on this.” The footage of the back office popped up.

A man entered, moved straight for the picture covering the safe, took it down, and opened the safe within a breath. Then he defused the alarm with ease.

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