Chapter 581

Crystal stared speechlessly down at the money, imagining how much delicious junk it would buy. “I get it,” she said after a moment. “Some kind of mother-son thing, huh?”

The phrase almost made Weber blow his disguise, but he manage to control himself and nodded shyly.

“Kinky,” Crystal said, flashing her crooked smile. “What d’ya want me to do?”

She listened closely while Weber explained it to her.

Weber felt the nervous anticipation flow through his limbs while he waited on the sidewalk fifty yards down the street from where he had parked the Accord. He kept the energy locked inside him—anyone watching would see a man standing calmly with his hands clasped behind his back, rocking slightly on his heels under the meager shade of a skinny, mostly leafless tree that did little to block the sun. Only a few cars cruised by on the quiet, apartment-lined street, and for the moment at least, no pedestria