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more trouble than they’re worth for these guys.”
    “What kind of trouble?” I ask Mitchell.
    “Bane’s old lady, Kelly Rodgers, has helped the girls of the
Devil’s Playpen start their own porn production company. Tiberi’s girl, Kassie
Bennett, runs a crowd funding site,” Mitchell tells me.
    “So they started their own businesses. Good for them,” I
reply. “How does that make trouble for the clubs?”
    “We’ve been receiving tips about both of these endeavors, and
then some,” Mitchell tells me. “Their operations may not be so squeaky clean
after all. Bruno’s been going undercover at the Devil’s Playpen, following some
tips about solicitation.”
    “I’m sure that’s been a real struggle for you,” I grin at
Bruno.
    “I’m not complaining about the view,” he says. “And I’m
getting to know some of the new girls. Something’s bound to give there. No way
a strip club-based porn company is above bending a few rules.”
    “Isn’t it entrapment to bait them into doing something
wrong?” I ask.
    “Don’t tell me how to do my job, Princess,” Bruno snarls,
all the humor gone from his voice.
    “Moving on,” Mitchell says smoothly, “Quinn, I’m assigning
you as a second agent to this case to investigate from another angle. Your
extensive computer science knowledge will be incredibly helpful when it comes
to gathering intelligence about Ms. Bennett’s site.”
    “Sounds like something that’s very much in my wheel house,”
I nod. “So, what do you need me to do? Hunt around to see if there’s any
malware hiding in their emails? See if money is being siphoned off from their
transactions? All I need is a desk and computer here in the office, a few cups
of coffee, and—what? What is it?”
    Bruno and Mitchell are exchanging glances across the room,
silently conferring about how to proceed.
    “The thing is, Collins,” Mitchell begins, “we don’t see this
investigation happening purely online.”
    “I don’t follow,” I reply.
    “Bruno here has been having some real success working
undercover on this thing,” Mitchell goes on, “so we’re going to have you do the
same.”
    My stomach twists into a painful knot as I realize my boss isn’t
joking. For a moment all I can do is stare at him, my jaw hanging wide open.
    “Did you not include that little detail when you went to
fetch her?” Bruno asks.
    “Nope. Forgot to mention that particular nugget of
information,” I finally manage to say, my breath caught high in my chest.
“Agent Mitchell, I have absolutely no undercover experience. My training is in
cyber surveillance.”
    “I know this isn’t what you normally do at the Bureau,” Mitchell
begins.
    “It’s completely outside of what I normally do!” I exclaim.
“For the past two years, I’ve been sitting at a keyboard, putting my hacking
skills to use. I’ve barely spoken to anyone outside of work, and even then not
for very long. How do you expect me to go—?”
    “Agent Collins,” Mitchell says sharply, “you are a Special
Agent of the FBI. You will do what is asked of you in service of this
organization. And right now you’re being asked to go undercover in order to
gather vital intelligence about this potentially criminal group.”
    “Yes. Of course, sir,” I mutter, hot red patches lighting up
my cheeks.
    “You’re going to infiltrate the clubs’ business through
Kassie Bennett’s site, CrowdedNest,” Mitchell continues, ignoring my outburst.
“She and Kelly Rodgers are the senior developers and co-owners of the site.
Declan Tiberi provided the original start-up cash to get it off the ground. And
lucky for us, CrowdedNest is hiring.”
    “Hiring?” I echo, totally at a loss.
    “You’re going to reach out to Ms. Bennett and Ms. Rodgers,
under an alias of course, and ask be considered for a job at CrowdedNest,”
Mitchell reveals. “You’re completely qualified for any job they could offer
you, given your tech background. And you’re a