“The pig is in the pen…” Claire hissed down the phone.
“Excuse me? Who the devil is this?” Cornelia snapped.
“This is Fire Bear. Over.” Claire barked.
“Oh bloody hell! Claire, for the last time, I told you that there is no need for us to speak in code! Why the hell do I even hire you?”
“Because I said yes.”
“Well…there is that.” Cornelia admitted defeat. It had been hard to find someone as willing to get their as dirty as Claire was.
“Your sister has been inside the Wolff mansion for over an hour.”
“What? What on Earth would she be doing there? Is she alone?”
“No, my ex’s weedy little brother is with her.”
“Connor. Works at the library. Will die a virgin and be buried with his copy of Special Snowflake.”
“They were let in by Wolff’s wife. Skinny bitch…looks a bit spaced.”
“Thank you Claire, that’s quite enough. You may collect your payment tonight.”