are some good guys working the party. Jack and Gus will be able to hover around the edges of the party without anyone knowing they have eyes just for Prince.”
Cindy found the security plans in the file. “Looks pretty solid.”
Faye smiled slyly, “Yes, it does. But if they are good, it won’t keep them out. Though we don’t expect a hit tonight, it would be the perfect night for some recon. If I were planning to hit Prince I wouldn’t do it with a sniper rifle. I’d get as up close and personal, not to mention private, as I could get.”
Realization dawned on Cindy. “You think the assassin is a woman.”
“I don’t have any idea,” Faye laughed. “So, you noticed how delicious the man is, have you? I see where your mind immediately went.”
“I, uh, no…ugh! Faye!” Cindy stammered. Her face burned. It amazed her that, despite being over thirty, she could get so flustered. It was probably because she had been thinking exactly what her aunt suggested. Sebastian Prince was brain melting hot. In truth it only seemed natural that he had a new starlet each month. He was richer than God, and had the body of Adonis. Women probably threw themselves at him every day and twice on Sundays. He would be a fool to pass up the opportunities.
Laughter poured from Faye. “Okay, okay. Sorry, it’s just, if you could have seen your face. Okay, back to business.” She composed herself and went on with only the slightest smile. “In addition to his playboy status, Sebastian is a shrewd but compassionate businessman. He only makes deals he believes they will be profitable for all involved, and he has strict ethical guidelines, but he has a reputation for listening to pitches and giving everyone a chance. Prince also donates millions to charities every year, most of them small nonprofits with yearly budgets smaller than what he probably makes in a day. Right there are two prime chances to get behind closed doors with him.”
“Add in the playboy factor and you have three ways to get close enough to kill him with no mess.” Cindy added.
“Exactly. You are catching on my dear. Of course, you can’t just walk up to someone like Prince and get a private audience, even in the bedroom. You have to take your time and get introduced and get his interest.”
“I see where you are going with this. You have to get an initial meeting, and what better place than a charity ball that is open to the public. Well, the public that can afford the $5,000 a plate ticket. With a little money you can get a ticket, some fancy clothes, and slip right in. And we know the assassin has access to money.”
Realization dawned on Cindy. “So this is where I come in. I’ll be going as Prince’s date? Trussed up in that dress I’ll fit in and be able to stay close to him and keep an eye on who approaches him.”
“Ehh, it’s not quite that simple.”
Cindy didn’t like the look that crept into Faye’s eyes. “Spit it out.”
“He just went through a very public breakup with his latest squeeze dujour, so every woman in the place will have eyes on him. If we send him in with an unknown date it would rouse suspicions. Besides, Sebastian knows about Jack and Gus, but he won’t know we have any other agents there. You are my little secret.”
“So, I’m supposed to use my feminine wiles to get close enough to him to see who talks to him?”
“Yeah. It’s pretty simple.” Faye said, unconcerned.
“So you say. They probably taught seduction 101 at spy school, but if they taught it at Quantico, then I missed that day.” She’d been trained to adapt to any situation, and for the most part, she was good at it. As much as she balked at putting on that fluffy, lacy dress, once she did she’d be able to slip into character and no one would know she didn’t belong at a high society charity ball. She would stand next to women who paid more for their