Chapter 62

TRISTIAN'S POV

I stared at the office of the private investigator I was about to consult, my hands in my pockets. When I had consulted a few friends and Google, I had been told that Clark Lucas was the best sleuth and private investigator there was in the city, and if I wanted my case to be solved or a mystery to be dealt with, I should go to him.

That was why I was in his office by this time, the bad breath of waking up still stinking in my mouth. It told me one thing, that I would go any length for the woman I loved, that I would do anything for Kayla Smith. I wanted her to know that.

Slipping into the building and knocking at the door that said Clark Lucas, I slipped a chewing gum into my mouth to get rid of the bad breath. When he said come in with a very gruff voice, I opened the door, letting myself into his office.

It was an office that looked as if it needed renovation badly. The paint was peeling, and a window was broken by something that looked like a stone or a baseball.