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She spread her hands. “Yeah, okay. So what’s the play? I assume you want me to assemble the support team and await developments while you and Thomas go play with the bad guys?”
I shook my head. “Hell, no. I want you to go in with me.”
That shocked her silent for a moment. Her eyes widened slightly. “With you. To rob a Greek god.”
“Burgle, technically,” I said. “I’m pretty sure if you pull a gun on Hades, you deserve whatever happens to you.”
“Why me?” she asked. “Thomas is the one with the knives and the superstrength.”
“I don’t need knives and superstrength,” I said. “What’s the first rule to protecting yourself on the street?”
“Awareness,” she replied instantly. “It doesn’t matter how badass you are. If you don’t see it coming, you can’t do anything about it.”
“Exactly,” I said. “I need you because you don’t have supernatural abilities. You never have. You’ve never relied on them. I need extra eyes. I need to see things happening, someone to watch my back, to notice details. You’re the detective who could see that the supernatural was real when everyone else was explaining it away. You’ve squared off against the worst and you’re still here to talk about it. You’ve got the best eyes of anyone I know.”


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