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the table. “What is it with you guys piling on me? Is it an ‘I hate Vinnie’ day today?”
    “I still love you, big guy.” Francine patted him on his cheek and smiled when he uttered a disgruntled noise.
    “I’ll leave you lovelies to it then.” Tim turned to Phillip. “I’ll be at my desk if you need anything, boss.”
    Phillip nodded. “Thank you, Tim.”
    Vinnie poured coffee for us, serving Manny last. Francine had grabbed the first mug of coffee, not even taking her eyes off her tablet. I held her skills in the highest regard. Before I had met Francine, I had considered myself quite adept at finding information on the internet. She superseded my skills to such an extent that the only research I now did was superficial. There was no sense in wasting time when Francine could uncover important and concise information in a fraction of the time it took me.
    “If no one is going to talk, I’ll tell you what I have so far,” she said after taking a long sip of coffee.
    “Did you find out who’s been sending me the DM’s?” Nikki asked.
    “I’ve been working on it. So far I’ve been able to track that specific Twitter account through five different countries, ending in Georgia—the country, not the US state.” She looked up from her tablet, blinking slowly at Manny. “Wanna hear how I did this, handsome?”
    “Don’t start with me, supermodel. Just tell us what you got.”
    “Sadly, this was all I got.” Her hand fleetingly touched the back of her neck. People were inclined to do this when they were hiding something. “I have a few more ideas on how to track this guy. Just give me time. I’ll get him.”
    “Bloody hell. You are hacking Twitter or doing something equally illegal, aren’t you?” Manny must have also noticed Francine’s deception cue.
    “Me? Hacking? Why, my dear handsome agent, I would never do such a thing.” She blew him a kiss and started swiping and tapping on her tablet’s screen again.
    I was about to share with them the new information I had gathered on Minister Savreux when Colin walked into the team room. One look at his face and I spoke before I thought. “You found something exciting.”
    Colin closed his eyes briefly, a blocking gesture our limbic brain employed when we wanted to avoid something. He looked at the pastries on the table and smiled. “Breakfast. Great. I’m really hungry. Vin, can I have some coffee, please?”
    “Frey.” Manny’s voice was low with warning. “Where have you been and what did you learn?”
    Colin took his time placing a blueberry muffin and a croissant on a plate and accepting a mug of coffee from Vinnie before he settled in the chair to my right. He looked at me and sighed. “If only you didn’t see so much and speak so fast.”
    “I’m not sorry, but I feel like I should apologise.”
    “ It’s okay, Jenny.” He glared at Manny. “I was going to share my discovery in any case.”
    “Well, then. Don’t make us wait any longer.” Manny moved his hand in a rolling gesture to hasten Colin.
    “When Nikki showed me the DM about the Flinck, she also showed me the first DM about the Vermeer. Since we knew what happened in Savreux’s place, I thought it might be a good idea to check out the first address as well.”
    “You broke into another house?” The supratrochlear artery on Manny’s forehead was becoming prominent. “What kind of cockamamie thing is that to do? If you are arrested for illegally entering a house, there is nothing I can do for you, Frey.”
    “Oh, keep your hair on.” Colin tilted his head and smiled. It wasn’t a sincere smile. “Oh, wait. You don’t have much hair.”
    “Colin.” Whenever Phillip used this tone, clients always calmed down. So did Colin. “Tell us what you found in this new place that is so significant.”
    Colin took a sip of coffee and immediately put the mug down, his lips drawn sideways into a sneer. He was, by his own admission, a coffee snob. “I must be honest that