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So although I'd never thought of it that way, perhaps Bea was right: I had accidentally perpetrated ed to convince people to like my art, and I'd become moderately popular Did that mean I was still a con artist? I hoped not

In any case, I wasn't about to admit that Bea had a valid point "You're just jealous because I found a legiti an honest living was always a big joke when I was little None of Bea's friends thought much of the idea So I had to force myself not to shed at itiot to help me Besides, you owe me for that last con"

"How about I pay you back and call it even?"

"That's no fun! I've got a great con planned, and you're going to help me do it"

I folded my arms "No"

"No? Are you sure?" She stood up and leaned close to s of cocaine got taken froerprints are all over them If they suddenly turned up in your car or hotel room, what do you think the police would say?" A shadow of a sht through s from the floor yesterday and put them on the table I'd wondered why she threw the contents of the panda so haphazardly all over the roo the bags so she could blackain

Stupid me-I had been conned, just as Elle said I needed to be ht now I'd come here to make peace, but Bea wanted war So war it was I returned her little s"

Bea sat back in her chair "We're going to con Alejandro The uitars like a fiend, and he's et so She wanted me to con the most fas helped conceive an entire generation? Wrong! I would never con him Besides, even if I tried, I couldn't pull it off I doubted I could even be in the sa incoherent