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the one she sent. It read, “Yes.”
    She made a beeline for her car
and drove it over to Mugs and awaited his arrival. She saw Chase
walk in and followed behind him closely.
    She sat down at the table just
after he did and he handed her a black USB drive.
    “You are going to find this
super fascinating.”
    “Is that right?”
    “Our buddy was at a gala event
last night and left in a car that followed another car to a hotel.
They drove around for twenty minutes before deciding to go to a
hotel room in a nearby city.”
    “Fantastic work, but I have to
ask, how did you find out all of this?”
    He whipped out his cell phone
and showed her a selfie of himself in a black suit wearing a
chauffer’s hat.
    “You mean to tell me that you
drove one of them around?!?”
    Michelle was flabbergasted.
    “You could’ve blown your
cover!”
    “There is no possible way I
could’ve risked blowing my cover.”
    “And just how do you know
that?”
    “Firstly, because rich people
absolutely never pay attention to their drivers. They just don’t.
Chauffeurs might as well be invisible to people of whom they work.
Sad, but true. I could’ve had three piercings in my nose and purple
hair and no one would’ve been the wiser.”
    “Okay, but what about these
pictures. Don’t you think taking photos of the subject would’ve
have given up your identity?”
    “You would be correct, but I
didn’t take these pictures. I had my assistant at the hotel as soon
as the subject and his lady friend emerged. She looked rather
inconspicuous and took pictures using her cell phone. You’re going
to love this.”
    “There’s more?”
    “Isn’t there always more?”
    “Go on, go on.”
    “Well, the subject was sloppy
drunk and the lady with him, and I use that term loosely, was of
the ‘night’ variety, if you catch my drift.”
    “She was a hooker?”
    “Ding, ding, ding!”
    “Wow, okay. We aren’t done yet,
there is still more work to do on this.”
    “Yes, of course. The
pregnancy.”
    “Yes, there’s that. We
definitely need to find the pregnant woman and learn her
story.”
    “Okay, we are on it.”
    Chase left without ordering
anything and Michelle quickly followed him out. She went to her
office and put the USB drive into her laptop. She saw photos of Mr.
McBride and this unknown woman leaving the hotel together and he
was even so bold as to kiss her in public. He was likely very
certain that his wife was none the wiser and wanted to show his
date that he wasn’t scared of any public displays of affection.
    ‘Is this his favorite hooker or
something? Why kiss her in public?’ Michelle’s thoughts were
running rampant. If these pictures got out, Governor McBride’s
political career would certainly take a hit. Michelle didn’t care
about that and wanted only to satisfy her client’s worries about
his extracurricular activities.
    She thought to herself, ‘Maybe
he has promised her something, like a car, apartment or just money?
She knows something or is his regular hooker friend of choice. I’ve
just got to find out.’
    More pressing matters were on
the table, however. Mrs. McBride had to know if her husband had
gotten another woman pregnant. Donna had given him three lovely,
well mannered children, but could his fourth child be on the way?
She seemed like she knew he’d been cheating, but a baby would be a
game changer.
    In the eyes of the public, Mr.
McBride was a well respected politician who always brought about
positive change. Some have said he is the future of the country,
but his wife just wanted the answers that he refused to give
her.
    Michelle had become fascinated
with the human aspect of the equation. She felt a burning need to
help that poor woman. Donna McBride was always so happy in family
pictures and on the campaign trail. Her husband had always garnered
the affection of the public at large. He was a staunch Republican
who created jobs for the communities of which he served and loved
people.