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needed a bra. When she turned, Cyn and I saw her naked behind, since she was wearing a white thong. While we were spying, I stepped on a small branch and cracked it in half. I was scared for a second as she turned to look in my direction, but, she was brassy, as she didn't even cover her chest or her behind. She just stared my way with her hands on her hips.
    We couldn’t help watching as we continued our ascent of the hill. The topless young lady slowly strutted inside on great big high heels. She returned in a minute with what looked like white wine in a goblet.
    I asked Cyn, “Wow, who was that?”
    â€œStevie, don’t be stupid, it’s Robert’s latest squeeze.”
    â€œAre you sure, couldn’t it be his daughter?”
    â€œThat’s not Jill. Jill is petite and has a flat chest. Plus, she wouldn’t sunbathe topless when her father’s around.”
    â€œDid you see Robert?”
    â€œNo, but he wouldn’t have his girlfriend here if he wasn’t. Plus, his car was out front.”
    â€œReally?”
    â€œSure, I spotted his silver Jaguar in the circular driveway out front.”
    â€œYou know, you’re better at spying than I thought you’d be.”
    â€œShut up. I want to go in there and confront that bastard and that bitch.”
    â€œNo way, Myst. That would only screw things up, big-time. Plus, you’d get fired and you’d mess up things for me.”
    â€œWhat are you talking about?”
    â€œI’m on speaking terms with Robert. I’ve met him lots of times when I was dating Eve.”
    â€œSo what?”
    â€œCyn, look, I want to talk to him, but wanted to get a better idea of what's going on, okay? And, now I know.”
    â€œStill, that son of a bitch is screwing Andi.”
    â€œI know that and you know that and he knows that, too, but confronting him at his home is the wrong move. Now, calm down.”
    â€œOkay. So, what are you going to do?”
    â€œLike I said, I’ll try to talk to him. Now, wait a minute, if Robert's fooling around and his divorce isn't final, we might be able to get him in trouble at the trial. It would be great if we could get some photos of Robert with her, if she really is his girlfriend.”
    â€œShit, I wish I had my camera with me,” Cyndie stated.
    â€œHey, Cyn, that’s a good idea. I don’t want you to do it as there is too much risk if you or I are seen. But, I'll call Jimmie, and have him trail Robert and his babe.”
    My partner, Jimmie Spiare, has staked out suspects hundreds of times. He’d be perfect for this job.
    â€œStevie, what are we going to do now?”
    â€œLet’s finish our walk and then head home. I’ll call Jimmie then. It doesn’t look like Little Miss Topless is going anywhere soon.”
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    I treated Cyndie to dinner at an Italian restaurant. Cyn ordered shrimp scampi and I chose eggplant parmesan. We sipped our drinks and talked about my trip to Colorado.
    We got home after seven o'clock. I made three phone calls. I called my boss, John Samuel, and Lauren, our admin assistant, and left messages on their work phones. I gave both an overview of my upcoming trip and told them I hoped to be back in Philly by midweek.
    I hung up and called Jimmie Spiare at his home. There was no answer. I left a message and then tried his cellphone. Jimmie answered on the second ring and told me he was in his car on the way to the supermarket.
    â€œJimmie, pull over and park. I have a job for you and need to pass on the information.”
    â€œOK, just a minute.”
    I heard his Subaru downshift. I heard The Police playing “Every Breath You Take” on his stereo. Jimmie turned down the music and said, “Right, Stevie, what's up?”
    â€œLet me fill you in on my current case. I need your help.”
    Jimmie answered, “Wow, this sounds heavy, should I take notes.”
    â€œYes, do it.”
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