Duplicity - A True Story of Crime and Deceit by Paul T. Goldman

Duplicity - A True Story of Crime and Deceit by Paul T. Goldman

Author:Paul T. Goldman
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Paul T. Goldman


CHAPTER FIFTEEN

In Pursuit of the Truth

After the initial shock of Audrey’s true identity had dissipated, I allowed myself some time to pick up the pieces of my shattered self. I had to accept the fact that our whole relationship had been a complete lie. Realizing that it wouldn’t work was one thing, but to now know it never worked was entirely different. I could have easily gotten lost in the devastation of it, but I wouldn't let that happen to me, nor to my son.

Refocusing my energy, I prepared a mental checklist by which I would not only put myself on the road to emotional recovery, but also make sure that Audrey’s crimes would not go unpunished.

As promised, my first priority was getting myself and my son to a doctor as soon as possible. Well aware that there were almost as many contractible STDs as there were prostitutes, my fear was very real. Fortunately, a series of tests considered standard by our family physician provided some immediate reassurance, though the constant, uninvited images of Audrey with slews of different men still left me wanting to somehow detoxify my body.

Next on the mental checklist was a thorough investigation of Audrey’s phone records, which seemed that much more interesting now that I was examining them with new knowledge and perspective. The calls to Royce seemed endless, as did the calls to her voice mailbox, but many of the numbers remained a mystery as Google provided no results. Resolute in my determination, I continued to sort through the logs, knowing there had to be more to uncover. And there was. I began with the Chicago numbers and noticed that a dozen calls had been made to numbers in Chicago the last week in April, and the last week of May. Expanding my investigative approach, I compared the dates of those calls to her debit card statements and found that charges were made to American Airlines and several local Chicago stores during both periods. It looked like Audrey was engaged in “illegal interstate commerce,” something the FBI might want to hear about. Knowing that I needed to be thorough if I was ever to use my findings for retribution or legal leverage, I decided to once again call Bob Thompson and, again, he seemed not at all surprised to hear from me.

“Chicago? April 2007? I seem to remember Audrey telling me she was taking a trip there at around that time to attend a friend’s wedding. Yes, now that I think about it, it was at the end of April,” he paused, and I could practically hear his mind trying to recall exact dates. “Yes, that was in April, but as for May... well, I don’t remember any trip at the end of May.”

“I see,” was my only response before I quickly thanked Bob for his information and hung up the phone. I knew he was curious to know what I might have uncovered, but I needed to keep going. I felt I was hot on a trail, and didn't want anything to derail my pursuit.



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