because she was working. She didn’t know it was her personal style.
Meg was wearing a navy pantsuit with a white blouse, her long dark hair sleekly pulled back in a smooth ponytail, and very little makeup. She looked like a doctor or a lawyer, and it was easy to believe she had been an FBI agent. She had a very official way about her, and an air of authority. She was forty-two years old, and had been in private practice for ten years, since she’d left the FBI, gotten married, and had children. She had spent ten years in the FBI before that, she explained to Tallie, to assure her of her skills and credentials. But what Greg had told her was enough. Tallie trusted her completely.
Meg asked her a long list of questions about Hunt and Brigitte, mostly about the places they went and their personal habits. Tallie gave her the descriptions of their cars, and Hunt’s license plate number. She didn’t have Brigitte’s, but her car was distinctive, and would be easy to follow. And Meg knew how to get all the information she needed from the DMV. It wasn’t a problem. She had Brigitte’s home address from Tallie, and then Tallie remembered to tell Meg that Brigitte was planning to stay in Palm Springs for the weekend, with a man, she assumed. She gave her the names of the institutions where they both did their banking, the names of the two hotels that were on her credit card and Brigitte had signed for. And then she told her what Brigitte had told her about the young woman in Hunt’s office. She didn’t know her name. All she had to go on was what Brigitte knew about her. But it was more than enough for Meg to get started and assign private investigators to them. Tallie agreed that they were both to be under surveillance until further notice, whenever Meg felt she had enough information for Tallie to come to some conclusions.
Meg explained to Tallie what her rates were, which sounded reasonable. She had expected it to be expensive, and it was, but it was worth it to her. She wanted to know everything she could now. She suspected that the surveillance on Brigitte would be useless since her personal life and who she was sleeping with didn’t interest Tallie. It was Hunt she was concerned about. But she also told her about Brigitte’s history, the wealthy family in San Francisco, her trust fund, and all the perks she derived from being Tallie’s assistant, which made her even less likely to be stealing money. She had no reason to. And Brigitte received everything she could possibly need as gifts in the job, everything from designer clothes to jewelry and complimentary weekends at fancy hotels. Brigitte had as little need to steal from her as Hunt did, although she didn’t make nearly as much money, but Meg wanted to get all the background on them she could, in order to do a thorough investigation.
Tallie reminded her again before she left that her main focus of interest was Hunt, and whatever Meg could find out about another woman, and whether or not he was really having an affair. The missing money was important too, but harder to explain since neither of them had any reason to be stealing from her. It made no sense, but neither did his cheating, since they were happy. She wondered now if he had only stayed with her in order to protect the movies they made together. Maybe that was his only interest in her, and why he was having an affair. The whole thing was incredibly hurtful, and she wanted to get to the bottom of it as soon as she could. She knew that Meg wasn’t going to be able to tell her Hunt’s motivations, but at least she would know if he was involved with someone else, how long it had been going on, and how serious it was. She didn’t want to just trust Brigitte’s information. And Brigitte had told her two small lies initially about the hotels, although her lies where harmless, but they were lies.
Meg said she would get in touch with her, and call her to give her a progress report in a few days. Tallie
Meg was wearing a navy pantsuit with a white blouse, her long dark hair sleekly pulled back in a smooth ponytail, and very little makeup. She looked like a doctor or a lawyer, and it was easy to believe she had been an FBI agent. She had a very official way about her, and an air of authority. She was forty-two years old, and had been in private practice for ten years, since she’d left the FBI, gotten married, and had children. She had spent ten years in the FBI before that, she explained to Tallie, to assure her of her skills and credentials. But what Greg had told her was enough. Tallie trusted her completely.
Meg asked her a long list of questions about Hunt and Brigitte, mostly about the places they went and their personal habits. Tallie gave her the descriptions of their cars, and Hunt’s license plate number. She didn’t have Brigitte’s, but her car was distinctive, and would be easy to follow. And Meg knew how to get all the information she needed from the DMV. It wasn’t a problem. She had Brigitte’s home address from Tallie, and then Tallie remembered to tell Meg that Brigitte was planning to stay in Palm Springs for the weekend, with a man, she assumed. She gave her the names of the institutions where they both did their banking, the names of the two hotels that were on her credit card and Brigitte had signed for. And then she told her what Brigitte had told her about the young woman in Hunt’s office. She didn’t know her name. All she had to go on was what Brigitte knew about her. But it was more than enough for Meg to get started and assign private investigators to them. Tallie agreed that they were both to be under surveillance until further notice, whenever Meg felt she had enough information for Tallie to come to some conclusions.
Meg explained to Tallie what her rates were, which sounded reasonable. She had expected it to be expensive, and it was, but it was worth it to her. She wanted to know everything she could now. She suspected that the surveillance on Brigitte would be useless since her personal life and who she was sleeping with didn’t interest Tallie. It was Hunt she was concerned about. But she also told her about Brigitte’s history, the wealthy family in San Francisco, her trust fund, and all the perks she derived from being Tallie’s assistant, which made her even less likely to be stealing money. She had no reason to. And Brigitte received everything she could possibly need as gifts in the job, everything from designer clothes to jewelry and complimentary weekends at fancy hotels. Brigitte had as little need to steal from her as Hunt did, although she didn’t make nearly as much money, but Meg wanted to get all the background on them she could, in order to do a thorough investigation.
Tallie reminded her again before she left that her main focus of interest was Hunt, and whatever Meg could find out about another woman, and whether or not he was really having an affair. The missing money was important too, but harder to explain since neither of them had any reason to be stealing from her. It made no sense, but neither did his cheating, since they were happy. She wondered now if he had only stayed with her in order to protect the movies they made together. Maybe that was his only interest in her, and why he was having an affair. The whole thing was incredibly hurtful, and she wanted to get to the bottom of it as soon as she could. She knew that Meg wasn’t going to be able to tell her Hunt’s motivations, but at least she would know if he was involved with someone else, how long it had been going on, and how serious it was. She didn’t want to just trust Brigitte’s information. And Brigitte had told her two small lies initially about the hotels, although her lies where harmless, but they were lies.
Meg said she would get in touch with her, and call her to give her a progress report in a few days. Tallie
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