turned off the timer. “You need me to pretend to be you again?” She smiled. “Because I’ve gotten pretty good at it, if I do say so myself.”
“Actually, no. I need to take your place.”
Her smile faded, and she didn’t turn from staring at the oven. “That’s a big ask. You know my research is classified.”
“So was my mission to stop the Masked Network.”
Audrey grabbed a spatula and started transferring the cookies to a cooling rack. She gave a side-glance to Joe. “Are you any good with icing?”
That took him off guard. “Um, maybe?”
“Good. Because I think my sister is going to have a lot harder time pretending to be me than the other way around.”
Kendra barked a laugh. “I’m trained to do undercover work, Audrey.”
“Hmm. We’ll see. If you wouldn’t mind taking over...” Audrey picked up an icing packet and handed it to Joe. “Outline these men, dots for eyes, a smiley face and three cinnamon buttons down the torso.” She finally turned to Kendra. “It sounds like we have a lot to talk about while your new partner works on these.”
“We can talk in front of him. He’s trustworthy.”
“But this is my research, and I can’t take your word for it.” She held up a hand. “No offense, Joe.” She approached her sister. “Besides, if I go along with this switcheroo, which I assume you have good reason for, I need to know you can pull it off.” Audrey stuck out a thumb in Joe’s direction. “And he can be the one to prove it.”
Joe sensed a test in the making, and he wasn’t sure how to study.
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