Most of the guests had started to leave by then when I got a phone call from the PI I’d hired.
Excusing myself, I picked up…. a renewed curiosity brewed within me, the information he had to give me on Ayesha was of utmost importance now if I was going to pull off this damn fiasco of a wedding.
This whole thing was starting to turn into a f*****g soap opera… and it was about to turn into something like the Sopranos if Schafer didn’t keep his head down. Well, I could worry about that later.
One absurd situation at a time.
“Yes Jordan, what did you find out?”
“A lot, actually. Too much to process almost” came the reply from the ex Chicago PD cop, now private investigator. He’d been one of the best detectives on the force before he got fired for stealing coke from the evidence locker.
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