CHAPTER 20
I hadn't told Charlie about Susan Doyle's suggestion to hire a PI. Like I said, there was a potential conflict of interest there, and my obligation was to Becca-- especially if the PI, a/k/a Duke, thought Charlie was worth investigating. I decided to take the easy way out this time and e-mail Becca, since I hadn't had much luck talking with her on the phone. Lord knows, I'd tried.
I'd been home for a while and had just finished feeding myself and the cat. My dinner was a frozen pizza, his was some smelly wet mix of who knows what that cats seem to enjoy. We were both happy with our selection.
After lounging around a bit, reading the news online, and playing "Words with Friends" with Grace, (since when is 'suqs' a word?), I dashed off an e-mail to Becca
Hi Becca, I called a f
