#112 I Spy

She made a quick left turn and entered a narrow lane. The scooter engine roared as she sped through the lane knowing it wasn’t broad enough for the car. Her heartbeat slowed down.

As she blended into the traffic at the other end of the lane she checked her rearview mirror.

Damn! They must have known about the shortcut.

She gave her keys to the valet and rushed into the building housing the detective agency.

Henry was waiting for her at the reception.

“Hire them but they need to be a little less conspicuous.”  She said walking into her cabin.

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