The Here it is for better or worse the final chapters of There You Are.

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This installment also marks the end of this batch of stories for the podcast.

I wish you a scary summer and I'll see you back here in October.

All right, let's find out how this mess ends. Chapter 14.

There is no end to what a private investigator can find out about you if they are well paid and determined.

They may bribe the concierge in your building, befriend and intern at your job,

stake out your home, your work, follow at a safe distance behind you as you run errands or exercise.

Jeff Davis only came forward after Jane had escaped. Joel had hired him, asking the man to find

out every detail he could about Jane's life, schedule, habits. The private investigator hadn't asked any questions, just did

what he was hired to do and tracked her for six months. His contract ended only a month

before Jane was taken.

There were plenty of questions when he did finally come forward.

Yes, he'd seen the news.

Yeah, he'd recognize her photo.

He claimed that he thought it was just a coincidence. He didn't get paid to connect dots. He got paid to collect information.

What his employer did with that information was up to them.

Peter wanted to sue him. Jane convinced him to drop it.

She couldn't stand the thought of the attention a suit would bring. Already she felt as if she were

living in a fish bowl surrounded by sharks who fed on gory details. She just wanted quiet

and routine and isolation, locked doors and closed curtains and meals planned

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