Chapter 39

• Alec slipped the glasses on and checked her reflection again. No one was going to recognize her. With the dark wig and black-framed glasses, she barely knew her own image. For tonight she was one of the completely non-descript wait staff at the fancy function.
• Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm the anxiety in her gut. They needed a break in all of this tonight. With only three rock-solid arrests so far, things weren’t going well. But at least Rick Pelts, Payton Cox, and Ray Butler were off the streets and out of the game.
• It had barely been twenty-four hours since the tails had been put on Bill, Felix, and Vance so she held onto the hope that tonight during check in there would be something concrete to act on. Felix and the reporter were important, but she wanted something to take Bill down so bad she could taste the sweet gratification already.