I Called Three Investigators to My Nephew’s Birthday Party

her head a fraction. “I can, yes. I will. After she accepts service.”

The whole yard had gone weirdly still except for one toddler in a Spider-Man shirt who kept trying to climb into the cooler.

Brittany crossed her arms.

“I’m not accepting anything until someone explains why corporate security is at my son’s birthday party.”

“Integrity Office,” Denise continue reading …