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CHAPTER 41: Then I Made My Decision

Penulis: Lady Sheldon
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I sent a message to the club manager, Victor. We’d known each other for years, he’d started as a bouncer when I was still sneaking in with a fake ID. Text sent at 1:17 a.m.:

Need a favor. Girl from two nights ago, wearing a red dress, and had dark hair. Any record of her? Card on file, guest list, anything?

His reply came ten minutes later:

On it. Gimme till morning.

Next, the doorman. Luis was on night shift. I called the front desk directly.

“Mr. Ashford,” he answered, voice low. “Everything all right up there?”

“Fine. Quick question. Yesterday afternoon, a woman in a red coat came through. Early twenties, ponytail, black heels. Remember which way she left?”

A pause, the rustle of him checking the log. “Yeah, I logged her out at 21:06. Got into a black Camry, ride-share plates. I’ve got the license if you want it.”

“Send it to my phone. And Luis—don’t mention this to anyone.”

“Never do, sir.”

The plate came through two minutes later. I forwarded it to Reyes, the Ex PI Dad kept on re
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  • Daddies Taste Better    CHAPTER 41: Then I Made My Decision

    I sent a message to the club manager, Victor. We’d known each other for years, he’d started as a bouncer when I was still sneaking in with a fake ID. Text sent at 1:17 a.m.:Need a favor. Girl from two nights ago, wearing a red dress, and had dark hair. Any record of her? Card on file, guest list, anything?His reply came ten minutes later:On it. Gimme till morning.Next, the doorman. Luis was on night shift. I called the front desk directly.“Mr. Ashford,” he answered, voice low. “Everything all right up there?”“Fine. Quick question. Yesterday afternoon, a woman in a red coat came through. Early twenties, ponytail, black heels. Remember which way she left?”A pause, the rustle of him checking the log. “Yeah, I logged her out at 21:06. Got into a black Camry, ride-share plates. I’ve got the license if you want it.”“Send it to my phone. And Luis—don’t mention this to anyone.”“Never do, sir.”The plate came through two minutes later. I forwarded it to Reyes, the Ex PI Dad kept on re

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  • Daddies Taste Better    CHAPTER 38: The Best Thing

    She bit her lip, and nodded. “It was okay. Would’ve been more fun if you’d been there.”I couldn’t help but laugh. “Sweetheart, I seriously doubt an old man like me tagging along on your girls’ night would’ve improved anything. I’d have scared off half the bar just by glaring at anyone who looked at you too long.”She tilted her head, that little spark I was starting to crave lighting in her eyes. “Oh, I don’t know. I think the place would’ve been a lot more interesting. And I’d have had the hottest date in the room.”Cocky little thing.I took one last pull on the cigar, crushed it out in the crystal tray on the console table, and closed the distance between us. She straightened as I approached, but didn’t back up. Good girl.I stopped just close enough that she had to tip her head to hold my gaze. “Hot date, huh?”“Scorching,” she added, voice softer now, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. I arched a brow. “Is that so?”“Yeah, you might be intimidating at first glance bu

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