Mrs. Undercover Here

“Because you’re already here,” Brenda said. “And because your file says you’re the only operative to ever get inside his head.”

She didn’t cut a wire. She reached into Mia’s art bin, pulled out a tube of glitter glue, and squeezed a glob onto the main circuit board. The clicking stuttered, whined, and died. Mrs. Undercover

“I’m retired,” Ellie said, setting the casserole on the counter. “And it’s Mrs. Undercover now.” “Because you’re already here,” Brenda said

She was looking for him .

“Welcome to the neighborhood!” the woman chirped. “I’m Brenda. I live three doors down. Just brought you my famous tuna surprise.” “Because you’re already here

“Rough day?” he asked.

Her husband, Dave, a pleasant but profoundly unobservant accountant, kissed her forehead. “Big day at work, honey. Budget meeting.”