Chapter 14: Dash Shore
Boxford Agency
11:52 A.M.
Tal had to open the Linear Bar for the lunch crowd, which gave me plenty of time to do my homework on Dash Shore, Maddy’s husband. When I first Googled the man, my jaw just about dropped to the desk in my office. Talk about cowboy hunky. He was bald, had a rigid jawline, and reflective light blue eyes. He stood a little over six feet tall, was ripped from head to toe, and looked damn fine in a pair of jeans, which cupped his bottom with tight care.
History of the man unfolded on the screen in front of me as I clicked keys, which was lazy work for a PI in my position. I used the necessary tools around me to produce answers to cases, though. What man in my field wouldn’t? God gave us Google for a reason and I manipulated it with skill.
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