Sherry Harper turned out to be tall and willowy with striking red hair. Her legs went all the way to her neck. How they hell did she go undercover?
She hugged Trey then shook Mallory's hand when introduced.
“Nice to meet you," Mallory said back to her.
She shouldn't be jealous, but she could picture Trey with someone like this.
They piled into Sherry's Mustang. She drove them to where Trey directed.
“You need anything from home?" he asked from the back seat.
“My cell was in my car back at your hotel. It may not be safe to get it. They'll be watching."
“Who?" Sherry asked, then put a hand over her mouth as if she'd said a bad word. “Never mind. Don't tell me."
“I'm not sure we know anyway." Trey's voice held a hint of exasperation. “Did you bring the change of clothes?"
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