Chapter Eighty- Nine

Evans had already been waiting for them in the living room, aware that they had arrived. As if on cue, both men entered the room with sinister smiles on their faces.

“So? How did it go?”

“It was hilarious. Ryan here─,” Turner swung an arm around Ryan’s shoulder, using his free hand to ruffle his hair, “─could play a very good actor. He lied so smoothly that he almost convinced me.”

“No, it wasn't that good…” Ryan smiled sheepishly, cowering into Turner’s embrace.

“It was, boy. Give yourself some credit” Turner scowled and jokingly smacked his arm.

“Jessica totally fell for it! You should’ve seen her face,” Ryan started, bursting to another fit of laughter.

“She looked so desperate like a mother hen that lost her chicks.” Turner mocked, mimicking Jessica’s facial expressions.

“Alright. It's good she was convinced. Let’s hope Smith receives that information and waits for them to make their next move.” Evans encouraged, eyes twinkling at the two men that were so excited by the progr