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Jimmy switched his phone to vibrate and hoped his message to Moira was enough that he no longer sounded like the d**k he’d been last night. He tugged at the damn bow tie again. He hated the formal events more than anything. The pet events were bad enough, especially with Moira pushing him to adopt a dog, but being dressed like a penguin took him too far out of his element.
One member of the task force sat in a car with Gabby to check out the guests as they arrived. The team decided Jimmy needed to go solo to be a target. The main problem was that no one had any idea which escort service, much less which particular escort, might target him. So he was expected to swim through the crowd of beautiful people, smiling his phony smile, and making small talk about how his wife was out of town
