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Dex snuck around to the back door while Archer stood out front looking at his phone. The street was quiet, but they weren’t taking any chances.
“I’m in,” Dex said through the earpiece.
“Open the front,” Archer replied.
A few seconds later, the front door opened and Archer walked in like he was supposed to be there.
“You go up. I’ll go down,” Dex instructed.
Archer nodded and headed for the stairs off to the right. He took them quietly, just in case someone was there even though their intel said the place was empty.
The first bedroom was definitely Jenson’s mom’s room. A pink robe hung on the back of the closet, makeup was spread out across the dresser, and a b*a was draped over the footboard of the bed. Archer did a quick sweep, then moved to the next room.
A spare bedroom, hall
