"Basically," Marybeth said, lowering her voice, "I'm telling you to seduce him."
Iyisha looked at her.
Marybeth grinned.
"One thing I know about Malcolm," she continued, leaning forward slightly, "is that he's always looked at you with lust."
Iyisha frowned immediately.
"No, he doesn't."
"And you look at him the same way."
"No I don't," Iyisha said quickly.
Marybeth laughed under her breath.
"I'm just saying."
She leaned back and took another bite of food before continuing.
"That ERF order was almost ten pages long."
Iyisha glanced at her.
"It also listed last names."
Iyisha stiffened.
"They identified names?" she asked.
Marybeth nodded.
"Looks like it."
Iyisha stared at the table for a moment, thinking.
"So it's genetic," she murmured. "Something in the DNA."
Marybeth shrugged but nodded thoughtfully.
"Could be."
She tapped the table lightly with her fingers.
"Why else would they include specific last names to watch for?"
Iyisha exhaled quietly.
