The Fourth Sin, Friday Evening

[jarodpretends]

Jarod was behind the desk, creating a search engine to catch every instance of a person with the first initial 'I' and a last name beginning with 'Fen' who had been alive in the last forty years. Then he would begin searching through the social security death records and hack the FBI witness protection database. Next would be anagrams. But first

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[mparkerceo]

*ring*

Parker's face-down on her bed with an incipient headache. Oh yes.

[jarodpretends]

"Good evening, Fourth Sin. May I help you?"

[mparkerceo]

"I wish. Guess who's visiting from home?" Parker said, her voice slightly muffled by her lying on the comforter.

[jarodpretends]

"Our home?"

[deadly_little]

Miho came running into the lobby, carrying her bags. "//Jarod. Archery is cancelled if either of them ask. Tell Becky I had to go deal with the mob. I will be back as soon as possible.//" And then she turned and walked out without waiting for a response.

[jarodpretends]

Jarod stared after her. "Mob?"