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bit
of a problem.
    “ It said
‘another dead body, not my fault, men suck.’ Do you remember
sending it now?” she asked.
    “ Would you
believe my autocorrect went a little wild?” I said
weakly.
    “So exactly which part is wrong?” asked
Monique.
    “ Technically
speaking, the whole thing sounds pretty much accurate. I possibly
should have phrased it a bit better,” I said.
    “What happened?” asked Monique and I had to
give her credit for the fact that she was still completely
calm.
    “I found the owner of the bar strangled to
death with the whip from the dominatrix act.” Thinking on it I
could honestly say that I had found a line that I never in a
million years had expected to say.
    Monique sighed patiently. It also said a lot
about her that she accepted that explanation completely calmly.
    “That takes care of the first two parts. What
about the third?”
    “ Griffin was
called in and I hadn’t told him that I was working there. He didn’t
react well,” I said quietly.
    “ A man like
that wouldn’t,” Monique said. “I would expect he was disappointed
that you didn’t feel that you could tell him
everything.”
    Great. Like I
didn’t feel bad enough already.
    “ Although the
fact you felt that you couldn’t tell him may mean there are
problems between you that are deeper than just this one incident,”
Monique said soothingly.
    Monique wasn’t exactly Griffin’s biggest fan
either. During the time that I had known Griffin, he had managed at
some point to alienate pretty much everyone in my life. My friends
and family weren’t obvious about the fact that they weren’t fond of
Griffin, but they wouldn’t exactly be upset if the two of us broke
up.
    “ So what are
you going to do?” asked Monique softly.
    “ What I
always do,” I said. “I’m going to go get my car which is currently
sitting outside the strip club and then speak to Alistair about
what he wants me to do today. As far as I’m concerned I am still
working.”
    “What about Griffin?”
    “ I apologized
last night. He knows that I’m sorry for what I did and he still
said some things which I’m going to have trouble dealing with. I’m
not going to beg him to forgive me, especially not after what he
said.” I was adamant. Regardless of how many tears I had shed over
Griffin last night, I hadn’t deserved what he dished out and I
really wasn’t looking at getting a second helping.
    “ Your
decision ma petite, but if you need me for anything just call,”
Monique said.
    This is the
reason I love working with Monique. That and the fact not many
bosses would be quite so accepting with the body count I seemed to
be racking up, as my friend Jorge called my unfortunate ability to
find the nearest dead body. Of course in my defense I hadn’t killed
anyone myself. Also, none of the bodies had actually been my
clients, so I was still not considered the poisoned chalice that I
may have been if circumstances were different, and Monique was
slightly less patient than she seemed to be.
    I had almost finished getting ready when
there was a knock at my front door. My heart jumped into my mouth
at the thought that it might be Griffin, looking to work things out
after the debacle last night. I composed myself before opening the
door and made sure I put a smile on my face.
    “ Men suck,”
said Crystal.
    Swallowing my disappointment I waved her in
and followed her to the living room.
    “ They really
suck,” she repeated.
    I hoped she
didn’t expect me to argue with her, because at this moment she was
preaching to the choir.
    That sounded
like there was trouble in paradise though. “So,” I said. “What has
Edwin done this time?”
    “ He’s
agreeing with my father,” said Crystal.
    That couldn’t be good. A few months ago
Crystal and Edwin had run off to have a quickie wedding in Vegas
after being friends for ages. Crystal is the daughter of a very
rich man and she has a very large trust fund, but no thoughts of a
prenup had