Chapter 7

Ric looked at what he’d entered on the computer. “I don’t recognize the address, but then I haven’t moved much beyond checking police records at this point. Don’t worry, that’s one of the first things we do with anyone.” Ric chuckled. “I’m not implying I thought they were wanted criminals.”

“Whew. I hope not. Things are bad enough as it is.”

“Understood. I’ll start tracing where they lived after they were married, but not until morning. It’s closing time and I have someplace I need to be.”

“You’ll let me know as soon as you find anything, good or bad?”

“Of course. That’s what you’re paying us for.”

“Okay. Thanks for letting me bother you.”

“You weren’t,” Ric told him. “Bothering is when a client wants to hang over my shoulder to watch everything I’m doing. Luckily, that happens once in a blue moon. Then I politely tell them I work faster and better on my own, which will save them money. That usually takes care of the problem.”