"By the way, let's call Tracy, our nanny, over too."
'Jason, I can't wait to see how your father, the cop in charge of the vice squad, will react when he arrives with a news crew, and whether he'll publicly acknowledge Robin, this nightclub hostess, as his daughter-in-law.'
Only now did I realize the hints in their social media posts had been there for over a month.
Robin : [Ugh, been throwing up every day lately. Early stages are such a pain. @Jason]
Jason : [What's wrong? You were fine yesterday.]
Their friends: [Early stages of what?]
Robin: [Just building up my alcohol tolerance.]
They brazenly flirted in their posts, making everyone unwitting participants in their little game.
Just days ago, he was still texting me—not to ask how my wound was healing, not to ask how I was doin
