Having finally shaken off Ava Adam and Maya Bronx, Chloe Bishop was in high spirits. She tapped her fingers lightly against the steering wheel. "If we're going to put on an act, we'd better do it right. Otherwise, we wouldn't have gotten rid of them tonight."
Gwen Grayson clicked her tongue twice. "Ava Adam definitely didn't expect that she'd come to size you up, only to end up exposing her own hand instead. We played her for half an hour, and she didn't even realize it."
She paused, then added with a sigh, "Chloe, don't you think we're getting more and more wicked?"
Chloe Bishop played along. "Are we?"
Gwen Grayson flashed an innocent smile. "Of course not. They had it coming."
Nora chuckled. "Look at it another way—they wasted half an hour of our time."
Gwen Grayson snapped her fin
