Peggy nods and presents her arm to Jason to scan. A part of her wants to tell him no and dig it out herself so he can keep his name off the logs entirely, but that would mean that her blood would be all over the inside of his car. Even if he scrubbed it away, trace amounts of her DNA could still be found and used to implicate him. It's better that she let him deactivate it now and take care of covering his tracks himself. She can dig it out later when she's not going to get blood somewhere important.

She waits until Jason has finished and Linden has left the car before opening the door itself. "Thank you for driving us, Jason," she says for the audio surveillance's benefit more than for anyone else's. Getting out to latch Linden into the suitcase and carefully put it away also has the benefit of making it sound like she has left the car, just as long as she leaves the door open while she works outside of it so she doesn't have to open it again.

She closes it when she climbed back inside and curls up under the seat. Her body is bulky from all the lean muscle she has tirelessly maintained, so it's a tight fit, but she manages it. She wishes she could close her eyes and relax, but she can't. Her eyes stay open, vigilant for any sign that they've been figured out, for a sign that she has helped sign their death warrants.