Private Investigations The case of the Confused Sisters

Private Investigations
The Case Of The Confused Sisters

Back in the 1970's i had a license for Private Investigations. Both in the State of Texas and in New York State.

What work I did backgrounds checks, missing persons, bail enforcement, undercover investigations, and divorce or cheating spouse investigations. Some cases paid well, most just enough to keep my head above water. One day i got a big payer, Finally I got one. The cheating spouse case you could usually just dream of.  

I met the husband at my favorite office, a bar called the Buffalo House. The husband Mr. Priester, arrived and sat down at my table having been told my description.  What I saw was a expensively dress man, gold pinky ring, short, 5'6" 140 lb., and middle age.

As he sat down, after the introductions, Mr. Priester said,

"Mr. Alonzo, let me make it perfectly clear that money is no object. I want my wife Veira  followed no matter what."

He produced her photo and address and wanted me to start the next day in the morning, since he would be gone for 2 weeks on business. He further stated,

"My lovely unfaithful wife be "busy" while I am gone. I'm sure of it!"

"Listen Mr. Priester, I will do my job, if you have plans to use this info for any violent action, I will not stand for it."

"No, my lawyer William Munson, who recommended you, told me to get the info, and he will file for divorce! It's all about property distribution and money."

"It always is Mr. Priester." I said sarcastically.

1970's, this was before the internet and immediate access to data. With the information that I needed and check in hand, I got started. I went to their house early in the morning, and saw my "target" coming out almost 5 minutes after I arrived. I followed her for days logging the times and where she was. She was in her 20's, 110 lbs, long raven hair, and a body that wouldn't quit!
 
Finally after nearly a week, she met a man at a local restaurant. They sat together hugging and kissing as I proudly took pictures. They left the restaurant and went back to her house and spent over two hours inside together. I'm sure that I had a pretty good idea what they were up to. I got great pictures of them going in and out. They left together and went back to the restaurant when she dropped him off. 

I decided that I needed to figure out who he was so I got out of the car to tail him. He went to a parking lot and got into his car. I wrote down the license plate number to give to a cop friend named Jack, that would run it for me later. Most cops hated private investigators, but Jack was a partner of mine when we patrolled as law enforcement officers, and now Jack worked for me in Private Investigations. 

The loving couple met three more times in that second week and it was the same routine. I learned who the guy was and he was cheating too. He was a married man with three kids. 

Anyway, my client returned and I gave him the photos and complete story. He thanked me, wrote me another check for the balance…plus a bonus for the great job that I did. 

A few days later, Mr. Priester called me from the local jail, 

"Mr. Alonzo," he asked, "Could you bail me out?"

"What happen? Why are you in jail?" I asked."

"I had an argument and lost my temper with my wife. It had nothing to do with her cheating, I hadn't gotten around to speaking to her about it. But I did slap her and knocked her down, she called the cops! I just had the argument with her over her spending and lost it,"

Though I can't stand women hitters, he was such a good client I went to 10 Delaware where the jail holding center was and bailed him out. As we walked to my car, his wife was walking towards us with a packet in hand. As we got closer it became apparent to me that is was her case file on her devilish ways. Without as much as a hello she yelled at her husband

 "Why do you have pictures of Veronica with some guy?"

"That's not your sister that's you, you cheating whore!" Mr. Priester shouted back.

"Your an asshole, no one's cheating! That's Veronica and Bill McCourt her boyfriend!" 

As they argued, i came to learn there was a big mistake! That my clients "wife" that I had been following for nearly two weeks, was actually her twin sister. She would come over to spend time with my client's wife every time Mr. Priester was away on trips. No one told him because he didn't like Veronica and he didn't approved of her life style or of her being in his house. 

Even though Veronica was in her 20's, she still lived with her controlling parents. Was my client's wife cheating? Who was really with the married man? Who knows? I made a lot of money those two weeks and learned a valuable lesson. ASK ABOUT A TWIN!!!

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