My princess gulps. “Isa.”
Connie steps back to let us in, sneering extra hard at Damien as he passes. His only reaction is a dismissive glance her way.
The door locks behind us, causing Bella to jump and huddle closer to my side. The mouse is eyeing Damien and the dark room, where the only light comes from the locked computer monitors. Connie pushes a button, and a photography setup in the corner of the living space comes to life.
Connie crosses her arms and stares me down while Bella shifts her weight. “So what do you need?”
“IDs.” I almost jump when Damien answers for me. Since when the hell does this guy speak voluntarily?
She whips her head to him. “I wasn’t fucking asking you, now was I, Reyes?”
His eye twitches, but he doesn’t say a word.
“Passports, driver’s licenses, and birth certificates. For the both of us,” I say, because fuck that guy for talking for me. I was planning on just a driver’s license, because decent fake shit is expensive, but the guys from yesterday made me realize that we need some extra precautions.
“What grade?” Connie’s expression is all business.
“The best.”
“Can you pay?”
I pull out a fat wad of cash from my pocket.
She nods, studying the stack like she’s trying to count how many bills I hold.A lot, that’s how much I’m handing over. Inflation hurts criminals, too.
Which also means I have to make up the money somehow.
Connie unlocks her computer, and one of her five monitors lights up. “Name?”
“Michael Key.” I grin at Bella, waiting for her to get the joke.
Connie types the name and raises a brow at Bella.
She gives me anare you kidding me?look. “Um.” Pigtails bites her lip and looks around like she’s trying to find inspiration. “Alice.”In Wonderland—one of her favorite movies.“Uh, Benson?”
“Key,” I correct.
Connie jerks her head from the computer. “What? Are you siblings or something?”
I glower, and Damien shifts forward. “Put her down as my wife.”
Bella scrunches her nose. “What?”
Connie glances from Bella to me, then back to Bella. “So you’ll need a marriage certificateanda name change certificate as well?”
“No.” What we’re already getting is expensive enough.
Connie shrugs. “Figured if you’re starting fresh with a good product, you’ll need a solid cover.”
Little shit has a point.
“Fine, Alice Benson,” I say.
“AliceOliviaBenson,” Bella says.
Sothat’swhere she got the last name. “You are not naming yourself after a character fromLaw & Order.”
Pigtails frowns and crosses her arms, feeling emboldened by the glare Connie is giving me. “Why not?”
