Cassie brought with her the information one of her friends had obtained from a thoroughly unofficial license plate check. Peggy’s “friend” was a Mr. Harold Lowery. He worked as a mid-level executive for the firm hosting the training seminar. There was no information yet as to when he’d first met Peggy but a few days work would unearth that data. Jimmy was sure of that. Everything one did these days left a paper trail behind. In a day or two, they’d know everything there was to know about Mr. Lowery.
Jimmy and Cassie knew Peggy would be busy at the training site until dinnertime from information provided by the target’s husband. They planned to pick up the surveillance on her when she came back to the hotel for a change of clothing.
Comfortable with each other almost immediately, the two private investigators spelled each other. One listened for Peggy’s return while the other napped. They would be ready for a long evening when it came, an evening that had every sign of being a distasteful one. Neither of them liked cheating spouse cases but they paid the bills. The two agents would give the client what he asked for.
Chapter 5
Peggy Whitley was mildly irritated that Kyle wasn’t at the airport to meet her when her flight came in from Orlando. When she thought about it riding home in the taxi though, she decided it was probably all for the better. Odd moments from the week just past kept coming back to her and she couldn’t help but smile with remembered pleasure. It was best that Kyle not see those smiles. He would be suspicious.
Peggy was at peace with herself for the first time in…goodness…something like a year and a half. Ever since she’d heard from her Kyle and Ann about their encounter at that party, she’d needed to get even with her husband. She had briefly considered getting some revenge on Ann, but she hadn’t been able to figure out a way to do that yet. Peggy hadn’t discarded the idea; it was on the back burner awaiting an opportunity. But she’d finally gotten her revenge on Kyle. Whooeeee! Did she ever!
Peggy grinned to herself. Oooops. She wasn’t grinning just to herself. The taxi driver was smiling back at her. Okay, lesson learned. Peggy knew she was going to have to watch herself more closely. It was going to be more difficult than she thought to keep this wonderful little ball of happy satisfaction bundled up inside her. It was best she find out how easy it was to let something slip now so she’d know and could correct her behavior.
She’d gotten him. She’d gotten Kyle…real…good. She reveled in that knowledge. It had taken so very long, but now it was done. Kyle had had sex outside the marriage. Now Peggy had too.
A disquieting thought came to her. Something inside her wondered how a week of sexual abandon equaled to a few seconds of illicit oral sex enjoyed by her husband. That was probably just an echo though…perhaps of something her husband had badgered her with for all those months? No, she wouldn’t give in to that. She was secure in the knowledge she’d gotten even and…okay…she’d also collected a little interest on the debt in the process. So what? She was entitled. It had been a long time coming. The anxiety settled, she was happy again.