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Friday, July 3, 2020

F³ The Modern Stakeout

“Are you ready to leave?” Nikki announced from the office doorway.

“We don’t have a date or any kind of appointment or anything,” I said.

“Not in the traditional sense, no.”

“Not in any sense. I write stuff down.”

“We’re going on a stakeout.”

I frowned at her, did the mental math, then sighed, waving her in. “You have thoroughly corrupted my assistant.”

“Jennifer did mention something about the stakeout, yes. So, when do we leave?”

“We don’t. I’m already on it.” I grabbed my laptop from the desk and sat on the couch, tilting it towards her. “Mobile webcam with telephoto across the street.”

“How will you track your suspect if he leaves?”

“I already put GPS trackers on their cars in the apartment’s lot. I can be in my car in five minutes and follow them anywhere.”

“This is very disappointing, Matthew, nothing like a real stakeout.”

“I’ve got doughnuts,” I pointed to the box on my desk.

“I fail to understand what supernatural threat you are investigating for your client.”

“I’m not. Ordinary troubles with domestic bliss. Guy is convinced his wife is having fun on the side.”

“I thought you had given such mundane circumstances up.”

I shrugged. “It ain’t glamorous, but it helps to pay the bills.”

“If you are under-employed you can always work for me.”

“I don’t need charity, and I’m not a gigolo to be paid to take you on dates.”

“This is legitimate, Matthew, though it might require you to travel.”

I looked at her, cocking my head.

What’s she up to? She really hasn’t done any schemes on me, recently, but she’s got something up her sleeve.

“Oh my. I do believe you have solved your case.”

I flicked my eyes back to the screen to see the wife had answered the door and was currently kissing another woman, and it wasn’t a friendly peck on the cheek.

“Huh. Well, I guess that would.” I took a screenshot, and started scribbling notes to describe the other woman. “. . . . Wait.”

A man from outside came into the camera view and joined the two women, kissing first the wife and then the woman outside. I started scratching out my notes.

“What is it?”

“That’s the guy who hired me. This isn’t the one he was worried about, I guess.”

“Perhaps you should investigate more closely. Do you have a camera for the bedroom as well?”

“So what’s this job you have for me?”

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