For the Love of Money...
Stealing is easy. Killing is easier. And while both have their special charm, nothing is as gratifying—or difficult—as pulling off the perfect con.
In fact, I’m in the middle of one right now, my biggest, and my last, and once it’s done, I’ll have all the money I could ever need and the freedom that comes with it.
She’s the only thing standing in my way.
It’s simple enough, though. I’ll just get close to her, get what I need, and then disappear.
Except…
Things aren’t going according to plan. Somewhere along the way, she’s become more than a means to an end, and I’m worried I might be breaking the first rule in the book:
I might be falling for my own con.