Unpaid Sacrifices: A Tale of Covert Operations

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“Seriously, I had to personally deliver Clemmons coffee to get this back,” Wallace thrust the transmitter into Veronica’s hands, like it physically burned him to touch it longer than necessary. “Detention? I’m willing to risk. Do you know how many actual cops are in there just waiting for a nice, black kid to stroll in so they can ruin his future?” Crossing his arms, Wallace blinked expectantly at her for a few seconds. “Thank you, Wallace, I greatly appreciate every effort you make to this operation. I had to hand-address 2000 envelopes to keep up my unpaid charade with the mayor, we’re all making sacrifices, here.” With just a hint of patronization in her voice, Veronica could really appreciate Wallace going straight through the …show more content…

“What if I told you, you could quit moonlighting in politics, based off of what Fankie found.” For all her calculations, all her snares, and concrete-reenforced guard walls, Weevil’s made a habit of appealing to the many interests of Veronica, and he counted on her being interested in this. Her reluctant, slow, crooked grin said she was probably slowly coming around. “He’s just a kid, V, in over his head for no good reason.” The duck of her head told Logan she was in- to help and be helped. “I’ll see what I can do.” Veronica nodded sure, and Weevil nodded back; in their own code of unstruck deals and IOU’s, they both knew she meant it. “Make sure Frankie the freshman doesn’t say or do anything else for his pal Weevil.” One hand propping the bathroom door open to leave, Weevil laughed. “Are you kidding me? Pipsqueak’s peeing his pants with all these cops around. Thanks, V.” Well, just point me to a mop, Veronica thought, ready to clean this up however she could. “So did I help?” Logan pulled Veronica close by her waist, clasping his hands around her

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