“Anyway, shouldn’t you know all of this already? Denis found Rafe’s banking login for me in ten seconds flat.” My eyes narrow. “Why’d you need that?” “He keeps beating me at blackjack, so I donated a million dollars to the Washington Bird Sanctuary on his behalf,” she says brightly, tugging her keys out of her pocket and jangling them at arm’s length. “And look, they sent me this cute keyring as a thank you!”
