I See You by Elle Gray

Author:Elle Gray
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2020-09-24T16:00:00+00:00

SEVENTEEN

Outside the Emerald Rainbow Motel, Seattle, WA

“The guy is worth millions and he can’t spring for a decent hotel?” I mutter.

I’m sitting in my Navigator in a darkened parking lot across the street from the Emerald Rainbow Motel. The apparent love nest of Murray Taub, founder and CEO of the Queen City Steakhouse, and his eighteen-year-old, fresh out of high school sweetheart, who after doing some digging, I’ve learned is Tandy Sellers.

He’s a portly man who looks like he’s one or two more of his steaks away from a stroke. Tandy looks like the head cheerleader/prom queen type. She’s a tall, lean, blonde, blue-eyed, beauty. She’s a beautiful girl, and I can’t see her relationship with ol’ Murray as anything but an attempt at a cash grab.

He’s probably giving her the ‘I’m going to leave my wife and marry you’, line and she’s probably buying it, envisioning a life on Easy Street. She might be willing to trade an hour of his sweaty, porcine body on top of hers a few times a week in exchange for a maid, an Amex Black Card, and a closet full of shoes and clothes.

And if that’s the case, more power to her. I’m not going to judge the girl for that. I just think it’s incredibly naive and shows a complete lack of awareness of how the world works. It’s a shame she’s going to learn a really hard lesson like this, but it’s apparently a lesson she’s got to learn. If the guy won’t even take her to a decent hotel, it shows what he thinks of her. At least, that’s what I think.

With everything going on, I’d put Mrs. Taub and her pending divorce filing on the back burner. I was reminded when she called me this morning to read me the riot act for not having the evidence she needs for her case. Luckily for me, Mr. Taub is still in the honeymoon phase with his prom queen and still seeing her most nights.

I’ve already gotten some pretty incriminating shots of the happy couple, but I need a few more just to put the icing on the cake and make sure Mrs. Taub is happy with her divorce settlement. But they just went into the room a few minutes ago, so it’s going to be a while yet.

I sit back in my seat and turn on the interior light, pulling open the satchel on the seat next to me, and slip the file out. I look down at the tattered and worn edges and knowing what’s inside, feel a punch to the gut every bit as hard today as I did that day two years ago. The pain and the hurt haven’t diminished one iota. Some days, I wonder if it ever will. Some days I think whoever said time heals all wounds was a liar.

Despite being able to recite the contents of every report, summary, and scrap of paper inside the file backwards and forwards, I scan through it again.

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