Chapter 69: Missing Dollars

Cassie's phone chirped. It was a text from Jenna: Can you come by? I'm at the Pretty Kitty by your office until 5.

On my way, Cassie replied,

"Jenna just texted. She wants to meet up." Cassie said.

Randy perked up. "Perfect! See if you can secure another shift. Maybe you can schmooze your way back in the house and replace the cam."

Cassie left the guys and walked to the Pretty Kitty. It gave her a few minutes to mull over the events of the past couple of days and her complete failure as a private investigator. How could she forget to replace the batteries? It's just commonsense, which apparently, she lacked.

Her incompetence couldn't be argued, but at least she was trying. Stalkers and stupidity be damned, she'd solve the case. Thoughts of Randy swirled throughout her mind. More specifically, how to keep him from going to prison.