"Yeah." Gary nodded. "She said that too, that it was your gun. Said this whole thing was your idea." My eyes narrowed to slits. Rookie technique. Make me think Jennifer was in the other room, rolling on me, so I'd do the same to her. One problem: Jennifer was my sister. Not by blood, people like us don't mark our family lines by blood, but she was my sister. She'd put a noose around her own neck before she'd put one around mine. I looked at Harmony. Harmony looked at Gary. She knew he'd overreached and blown it. So did Lars. Only Gary himself was too dumb to figure it out. I cleared my throat. "Agent Black? Maybe you could send this kid back to his mommy and daddy, so we could have an adult conversation?" "Sure. Let's have a conversation," she said,"