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This was the fun part of being a detective. Wait scratch that. Jane loved everything to do with her job. She took a long swig of her coffee and swore some day she would buy stocks in it since she lived off of it in the wee hours of the morning.
She had just finished tracking down an address for one Franklin de La Verde. What a funny name but who was she to throw stones? She wanted to get a good look at him to match him to what he should look like so she waited and cruised the area on foot looking like a bright eyed professional.
She promised herself a nap latter then did a mental cheer when she spotted him. She kept her distance and zeroed in on the back of his neck. Bingo. God that tattoo is tackier than his shoes. But look at that lady he's with. Too pretty and too glamorous looking for a guy like him. Judging by how he followed her he could guess who was the boss. As a PI Jane had gotten used to women who were used to being treated like that. But Jane had them in her sights now to figure out the chick's name and to come up with a plan.
Jane abandons her coffee in a trash can and heads to her car picking up something to eat along the way. Music and a long session bouncing tennis balls at her ceiling in the office should produce results.
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