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Private Dick, Chapter 1

... think not, Mrs. Reynolds. Yes I would be happy to take the case if you'd like. I think I can find you the answers you seek," I said. "And what would something like that run?" she asked. "My standard fee, Mrs. Reynolds, is $150.00 an hour plus expenses," I said flatly. "I see. That is kind of pricey..." "Well Mrs. Reynolds, there are cheaper detectives in town, but you won't find one better. I can charge higher prices because I get the job done." "I suppose you are right, Mr. Kirkman. Ok, you have the job. When can you get started?" "I will get on it first thing Monday morning. Meanwhile why don't you go home and gather me all the information you have up to this point. I need to know the name of the suspected other woman if you know it, as well as his history of cheating in the past, along with all the regular details - his full name, address, any credit cards he has, where he works, and anything else you think might help me track him," I told her. "Okay, I can do that," she said. "Now because I am now investigating your husband, we have to be discrete. You can see here that I have two phones on my desk. The black one here is a regular phone. People looking to hire me such as yourself can look my office up in the phone book and call here. I answer it as I would normally. But this red phone is a decoy phone, meant to hide me from people who may snoop around. If you have to call me for some reason, always try to do it when hubby is at work and call me from someplace other than ...

... home so the number can't be traced. If you have to call from home, though, call this number." I handed her a business card with just the decoy phone's number on it. "Now, don't be surprised when I answer 'AMG Marketing Service' - that is the name associated with this phone and should hubby want to redial this number to find out who you called, he will think it's just a telemarketer. Also if you call from home, make it a very short message, like 'Hi call me right away.' or 'I need to meet you in your office.' That way it won't look like we are really talking and hubby will think it was just a misdialed number," I told her. "You think of everything, don't you, Mr. Kirkman." "I told you, I'm the best. Oh, and you can call me Peter," I said, smiling. "Ok, Peter. I will get the things you need to get going on your investigation and get back with you. Thank you for taking this job." "Well, I hope for your sake that I don't find anything," I said, standing up and taking her hand. "Oh, I'm prepared if you do. As I said, this isn't the first time he's done this. But, thank you." My beautiful client then turned and glided out of the office just as gracefully as she had come in, and the view of her leaving was every bit as good as when she walked in! I went home right after she left and got started on my weekend plans. But my mind kept going back to my gorgeous new client and I have to admit, not all my thoughts were very "professional"! But as the weekend progressed and other things ...