Hunter's POV
"Sinclair. Been a while. I heard about your wife, I'm sorry, man. I was going to reach out but wanted to give you some time."
"Thank you. Helena is part of the reason for my call. I need information," I said, needing to cut to the chase. Reid didn't do small talk anyway, a former FBI, now private investigator, the kind who knew how to find things people wanted buried. I had used him over the last five years for business reasons mostly. "About a doctor who approved a surrogate arrangement for us."
A pause. "This about your late wife?"
"Her sister. Grace Wilson." I rubbed my temple, where a headache was forming. "She was approved as a surrogate for Helena and me, despite not meeting standard requirements. I need to know who signed off on it and what they were paid to look th
