
"Well, I'll ask Kimberly to help immediately."
"Ask Emma if Dench has any other links to investigate her in order to keep watch, warn her of the possibility she's also watching this."
"good. I get it."
I immediately hung up and called Emma.
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"Dench investigated me?" Suddenly I got some shocking news from Colin.
"Yes, do you think he knows anyone who knows you?"
"I don't think he knows my aunt. But if he hires a detective, I think he can find my general data and photos. So how's this."
"Then we'll kidnap the detective."
"You what?!"
"Let me call again. I have to call someone."
"How's..." The phone is closed. How he could kidnap his detective. As far as I know there is support for the operation, but it doesn't seem to be able to kidnap detectives. Or maybe there is?
Who's the detective he asked me to find my data for?Cohen? Maybe he asked Cohen to research my data.
I called Thomas.
"Thomas what's the name of the detective who's been asked to look for data."
"Ehm gave me Cohen's name, but I didn't know he was a private detective or a police detective. I sent the data to Colin, he just asked for it."
"Cohen's a police detective, he's the one who worked with Dench to frame my father." Now Thomas is silent for a moment.
"Damn it, he can definitely track down your passport photo at least. It's bad."
"And I was being seen at a meeting involving Gerald. If he knew it was me, he would have been suspicious."
All right, it's up to them what they're gonna do. I'm not done talking they've decided. But it makes me think now. What if they were even more suspicious about losing those two people.
Someone's calling me now. Who, a number I don't know. Maybe it's Cohen or Dench.
"Emma Wright, apparently you're the one I met at the club. Why you gotta go undercover to be Tara." This must be Dench? Because he asked me when I was at the club.
"Who are you, who are you calling Tara." I can still quibble me Emma with a photo that's almost similar.
The photo of Emma wearing short-haired glasses while Tara Reiley is not her long-haired, one like a genius nerd, but the other one looks like a Hollywood artist, like when I dress up on a mission, like when I dress up on a mission, Emma lives in New Jersey, Tara lives in Los Angeles, I've been thinking about this. One is still in New Jersey and one is in LA, so the one she's meeting with is Tara not Emma.
"You don't lie, I saw you in LA."
"I've never been to LA, I don't know you, you freak, how you got my phone." Now that he was silent, apparently my photo with short hair and thick minus glasses was quite convincing, the situation was precarious, they had to find a way to stop Cohen from researching further, although I'm sure he can't do cell phone tracking without a court order.
"You're Emma? Not Tara?"
"Once again, I'm not Tara, you wrong people, don't call me anymore. You're very disturbing." I distinguished my tone and lowered my voice as much as I could to give the impression we were different people.
I called Thomas to explain everything.
"Do you think he's sure?
"She'll be more suspicious I think if you eliminate Cohen. I'm gonna call my aunt in New Jersey to tell her if anyone's calling to date she can make the right excuse." Thomas thinks now.
"Then I will monitor his conversation with Cohen, may it be as you say."
The phone broke later. I hope I'm right of course. I called Auntie straight away and there was no news a moment later. I wish I was right.
Fortunately I got away this time. If he knew I'd outsmarted 7 million, when I was given that chance.
Brought him safe to go to jail and say I used the money. That would be so much fun.
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