At eleven that night, Alice quietly slipped out of the house.
I got into a cab and told the driver, "Please follow that car. The woman inside is sleeping with my boyfriend."
The driver glanced at me in the rearview mirror, sympathy written all over his face.
When we finally arrived, he even turned around and said, "Hang in there, kid."
I smiled faintly.
Sure enough, Alice couldn't stay away.
She had gone straight to Angel Bar.
I watched as she greeted everyone there with easy familiarity, as if she were a regular.
Then I gave a subtle nod to the men I'd arranged to be there.
They immediately made their way over.
Every one of them was exactly her type.
Before long, Alice was laughing and flirting in the middle of the group.
I quietly lifted my phone and recorded everything.
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