Misunderstood
It was time. Been waiting five weeks for this moment. I walked into the coffee shop and took a seat at the nearest table by the window. It was a beautiful sunny day, a little on the hotter side but perfect weather. Then I saw him. He walked in looking like a god walking though a castle. He walked so effortlessly but with purpose it made me get butterflies. I immediately stood up to greet him.
“Hi Shawn, please take a seat.” I said smoothly. He shook my hand and replied, “Melanie, pleasure, thank you.” After that moment we just connected. We talked about the upcoming court case and how we were you by to handle it. Then at the end of the meeting things went weird. “Friday night, I’ll pick you up at your house at seven. Be dressed in something nice.” Then he left. I sat there speechless. Did he just ask me out?
Friday came and I was putting on my nicest dress I owned. It fit me good and was a beautiful wine color. Perfect I thought. He came to the door and took me away in his arms. His butler opened my door for me and I sat down. That’s when I saw it. The letters, the photos, the girls. He wasn’t here just to take me out on a date. He was here to steal information and blackmail me. It was so unfortunate. I immediately jumped out of the car and started walking back to my apartment when he grabbed me by the arm.
“Melanie, this is important, don’t back out now.” I was so confused but then I said, “you don’t get to take me on a date and then blackmail me. I’m not that dumb.”He took a step back and laughed. “You really think I’d do that?”
Next thing I know is he got in the car and drove off. But little did I know he took my things and left me at my apartment with a note. Saying: you just messed with the wrong PI. Good luck and don’t die…