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It looks like the Pink Panthers have disappeared. There's been no word for days.

I've heard nothing from Luc. What about Keller?

Nothing. It's too quiet.

Any chance the Panthers are onto you? Maybe Keller said something.

onto Š´‚Ă‚­

If they were onto me, I'd be getting a lot worse than the silent treatment.

Where were you this morning?

Home.

Came from a different direction.

Okay, I see what's going on here.

Oh, really? Enlighten me.

enlighten ’m‚ç‚š‚é

You're having separation anxiety. It's totally natural.

No, we're never separated enough for me to be anxious about it.

But without my anklet, you can't track my every movement, and it's driving you crazy.

I'll admit, I sleep better when that dot tells me exactly where you are.

I hear lavender's good for sleep.

I'll adjust.

Maybe a sound machine. Let the crash of waves wash away your anxiety.

How about you worry more about the Panthers and less about my rem cycles. If we don't take these guys down...

What are you not telling me?

I pushed for the Panthers' case. I turned down FBI resources and guaranteed that we could take them down on our own. I have to deliver.

What happens if you don't?

Mm, something along the lines of an early-retirement package and a box for my mugs.

Where are we?

We fed the algorithm from the Exodus file into the computer and accessed the randomizer.

What did you get?

We don't know yet. We're working on decoding the data, but it takes time.

Well, we know the Panthers are targeting something that's arriving at an airport.

That could be anything. On a daily basis, you got everything from jewels to currency to valuable documents going in and out of airports.

So we don't know what it is, when it's happening, or at which airport.

We do know the Panthers have gone underground.

I could try to draw them out.

Nah, it's too risky. Keep working on the algorithm. It's our best shot at figuring out what they're up to.

I got them the stamp and the Exodus file. It doesn't make sense for the Panthers to be shutting me out.

Well, I've been told separation anxiety's completely natural. Panthers?

No, it's just Mozzie.

Hey.

You're late.

Late for what? What are you wearing?

I received an anonymous message at one of my drop sites this morning... just a time, 10:23 A.M., and a place, Brooklyn Promenade.

You think the message is from the Pink Panthers?

They're preparing for the big score. Naturally they want the best of the best. I think they're wooing me.

woo ‚š‚Ş‚Ţ

I don't think they know who you are. Can you blame them? You take every precaution to stay unknown.

But you've told them about my extensive contributions, haven't you? You haven't.

It's complicated.

The stamp, the Exodus file, none of that would have happened without my expertise.

I know, and you know how much I appreciate it.

Uh, not enough to mention me to your new friends.

The Panthers aren't my friends, and they're not the gentlemen thieves they used to be. They're dangerous. I have a lot riding on this mission. I'm not even sure about my own position in the group. I haven't been contacted in days. It's not the time to be suggesting new recruits. Moz.

You're right.

Thank you for understanding.

No, no, not about that. You should have told the Panthers about me. But you're right. The message wasn't from them.

Who's it from?

It occurs to me now there's something I may have failed to mention.

Who am I looking for?

Aubergine Frock, reading a book.

Who is that? Moz, who is she?

She's my wife.

Wait, you have a wife?

Yes, technically I am united in matrimony.

matrimony Œ‹Ľ‚ľ‚Ä‚˘‚é‚ą‚Ć

In the traditional sense?

Yes. We were married by a justice of the peace... a real one. Haven't seen her in five years, since the honeymoon.

You never even mentioned her.

I never found quite the right time.

Wait. You said five years?

Yes, I was at a low point.

Me too, as I recall. I was in prison.

And I was out a best friend and a partner in crime. Did you know that 20% of people meet their spouse at work?

spouse ”z‹ôŽŇ

So you met your wife on a con?

I was posing as a Finnish baron.

Opening night of Il trovatore at the Met. My suit was tailored, my cover was impeccable, but my heart wasn't in it... until I saw her. Her name was Eva Perkins, a young widow, the inheritor of a sizable fortune... lonely, wealthy, a perfect mark for my sweetheart con. We had a whirlwind romance. After only a few days together, we rushed to the altar. The con was going perfectly, and then the real truth came out. We discovered we were both pulling a sweetheart con on each other. But we had both successfully conned an expert con artist, and that could be worth a fortune.

whirlwind ‘ĺ‹}‚Ź‚Ě

So we pooled our resources and went on a honeymoon con to Morocco.

I know this doesn't end with "and they lived happily ever after."

No, our fairy-tale ending was more in the traditional German oeuvre.

Oh, tragedy, betrayal, diminutive men led astray by a cunning vixen.

diminutive Ź‚ł‚˘ astray “š‚đŒŠŽ¸‚¤

Precisely. She stole my half of the score and abandoned me in a Marrakech train station.

That was the last you saw of her?

Yeah. I always knew that she would return... Groveling, wanting me back.

groveling ”Ú‹ü‚É‚ŕ

Five years is a long time to wait to grovel.

Yeah, I should go it alone from here. If I'm gonna break her heart, I'm gentleman enough to do it privately.

Of course. Let her down easy, Moz.

I should have known by the appointed time... 10:23.

October 23rd... the anniversary of our very first con together.

Dr. and Mrs. Coleridge.

It's very good to see you again... Dr. Coleridge. I always did like this necklace.

You're out of practice.

But you're not.

I'm surprised you still have it.

I wanted something to remember you by.

My half of the Moroccan silver wasn't enough?

Eh, something sentimental.

You are not the sentimental type.

I'm not here to rehash the past. I want to talk about the future.

Uh-huh. I'd be lying if I said I was surprised.

You were expecting this?

Of course. You have to remember, Eva, people like you and me... we're solitary hunters. We're like the African civet. Our musk is alluring, but we're meant to prowl alone.

prowl ‚¤‚ë‚‚­

Mozzie, I want a divorce.

She's getting remarried. Can you believe it?

That's not what I'm having a hard time wrapping my mind around. Did you know he was married?

I was in jail when this happened.

I was told to come home so I could have lunch with my wife.

I'm here.

Yeah, and here's lunch.

Honey, will you get the plates?

She was talking to me.

Oh, but I know where the plates are.

Since when?

He moved them before you got here.

He creates chaos to cope with change.

Oh, and your spices are now next to the sink. You all know I'm not a meddler, but Eva has left me no choice.

meddler —]Œv‚Ȑ˘˜bÄ‚Ť

Moz, I know this isn't easy, but if she's in love with somebody else, you got to let her go.

Oh, is that your consensus, that she's really in love?

Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but I do believe that's why people get married.

Has my very existence not opened your eyes to a more complex world?

You really think she's conning this guy?

Of course. It's what she does... quite excellently... and what you do with... some skill is stop that from happening.

You want me to investigate your wife?

I want you to stop Eva from hurting another innocent victim.

Are you sure this isn't about her last innocent victim?

I swear my motives are pure. I-I've been doing some research. Her mark is named Jack Conroy, president of a charity for at-risk youth.

Well, it is a bit hard to believe that a con artist marrying the head of a charity is just a coincidence.

Exactly. The target is so obvious, it's beneath her.

Honey, do it for the kids.

All right.

I will look into it, but you have to promise me that you'll stay out of it, and you won't do anything stupid.

Absolutely.

Oh, good. You're here.

Why am I standing in the lobby of Jack Conroy's charity? I promised Peter we'd stay out of it.

Technically, you didn't promise. I did, and the Suit and I have our own understanding about truth.

I'm leaving.

No, no, you can't.

A man of Henry Statton's stature requires a boy Friday.

stature ”wä

Who's Henry Statton?

Mr. Statton, Mr. Conroy can see you now.

I hear you're interested in making a donation to our worthy cause.

Considering it, but I don't want to rush into anything.

Yes, Mr. Statton is well aware of how risky it can be to let emotions cloud his better judgment.

Of course, we want all our donors to be well-informed.

It's important to be aware of what or, uh, whom I'm committing to. Sometimes an outsider's expertise is needed.

Like good friends, to let us know when we're doing something stupid.

I used to be a lot like you, Mr. Statton... fancy cars I never had time to drive, wondering if all my hard work would ever make a difference. And then one day everything changed. I was the, uh, victim of an armed robbery, and being the coward that I am, I ran. The shoot got me in the leg. And I realized the fear I felt in that moment is what so many kids face every day. I mean, they... they live in war zones. And after this, I... I felt a call to fight with them.

There is still one, uh, serious concern... your fiancee.

We haven't announced our engagement.

Oh, Henry's very thorough.

Her name is Eva Perkins... size seven shoe, libra, allergic to peanuts.

Okay.

And one other thing...

She's a con woman. That's what you were gonna say, isn't it?

Yes, we're concerned that Eva might be using you to get to the charity's money.

Yes, I know about her past, and you're wrong. Eva is different now.

Well, in my experience, once a con, always a con.

Well, if I didn't think people could change, I couldn't do this work.

And it's that belief that makes you a good mark.

I'm not naive, gentlemen. I know that charities are a ripe target. That's why our accounts are protected. Not even I have access to them.

ripe Źn‚ľ‚˝

Eva would find a way. She has bested some of the best. It's part of her magnetism.

It sounds like you've had the pleasure of meeting her.

No, no.

That's just conjecture based on extensive research.

conjecture ‰Ż‘Ş

Well, then we should fix that. We're hosting a gala tomorrow night. Come and see what we're about, and once you meet Eva, I'm sure you'll love her.

Oh.

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