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The next morning, I sat at my computer at the Hub. Becca was home, still recovering from our trip to Vegas. A chronic fatigue flare-up could sideline her for a few days. I felt bad that she skip traced for me Saturday night but was still grateful she had.
Pima Bail Bonds had sent me a job for a new skip who was charged with vehicular homicide, DUI, and driving the wrong way on the Loop 101. Rodeo and Zahara were out tracking him down.
I was going back through the documentation I had on Blair Marshall and formulating a strategy. By the time my eyes were crossing from staring at the screen, I had a plan. Not a great plan. Hell, it probably wouldn’t work. But sometimes, I had no choice but to try s**t and see what worked.
I called Elise Holbrook, Womyn Born Womyn’s assistant director.
