Wasn’t that really risky? It seemed so easy for some info to just leak, especially with so many paparazzi that Alex seemed to have on his tail, at l...ast, at formal events.What if, a thought crossed his mind, what if Alex wanted to be caught? And Aron to hear about it? If the guy believed that Aron had cheated, maybe he wanted to pay his husband back with interest for that. Well, he could not tell what made him think that, but something in the way the guys had been pushing the door to his office. We went shopping and she took me home with her and some guys a few times. Gill had been threatening to quit her job and one day she did. So she tells me that there was part-time job for me if I wanted it and gave me an evil look. Sure, sounded fun! More than a blow Job Miss! I went to the place and asked this guy there to see the boss, Jim, as Gill had sent me as a replacement washer. The guy was Jim he said and showed me into his office. I wondered if…he would rape me in there? But I went in. I was sixteen. A year earlier I’d gotten pregnant by my first boyfriend, Philip O’Neill (Flip) and had it taken care of by a doctor two hours from home in the panhandle. Dad gave me the money, told my brother to get us back quickly but safely, kissed me, and walked into the house. He’d already beaten the shit out of Philip. When I told him I was in trouble and that there wouldn’t be a daddy to help he’d driven over to the O’Neill house and waited outside with a two by four until Philip got home. It was around 6 in the evening and I felt sort of semi-important. Back in my college town, all grown up now. On an actual case. With not only a paying client, but one that was a large hedge fund as well. And, perhaps some taxpayer money in the mix too.I was definitely an adjacent-cool girl.I spotted one of the hidden cams as I unpacked. It was subtly attached to the switch that turns on one of the lamps beside the bed. If I hadn’t been looking for it, I’d never have seen it.Not bad, not bad at.