“Hey, if you want to get away with a crime, I’m your girl.” I laugh. “I mean it,” she says, shrugging. “First, don’t take out a life insurance policy or change any dollar amounts. Big red flag. Huge. Game over right there.” She points at me. “Two, leave your phone at home. Three, never, ever use bleach. Peroxide is a better choice. And four, if you have to put them in a lake, puncture the lungs so they don’t float—”
