Shit, she was slender, and she was walking like a gazelle. Partier? Player? Asshole? For sure, but never a nerd. Total nerd reaction and I’d never been a nerd. That was what I was feeling, and I could only stare for a moment.
I was two bourbons in when she walked into the bar. “Thanks.” I took the card he gave me and headed inside. My door opened, and I handed my keys to the valet guy. I was hoping to have a couple of drinks in me before that happened. Then scope out the lobby until Nate Monson showed up. That didn’t sit right with me, but it was what it was. With the reason I was here, we needed to know everything we could about him, hence why we hired Carl.Īnd Carl wanted Monson to know he existed.
I knew he existed as Valerie’s bed buddy, but I hadn’t known him known him. We sicced Carl on Nate Monson because we didn’t know him. My personal opinion? I thought Carl wanted his cover to be blown. My dad was trying to reassure me, going over what our PI brought to us after his cover was blown. Besides his investments, he has shown no indications he wants to settle down.
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