Chapter Twelve - Hunter

“How long does it take to dig up someone's life?” I grumbled on the phone, spinning a pen around my finger as I leaned on my chair.

“Plenty.” Came a reply from the other side of the phone, “Dude, it's been just a day, and I've already sent you a report.”

I sighed. What's the use of having a detective best buddy when he couldn't do something useful when I needed something done?

“You did, but it was all bullshit. It's about what she does great in her life and blah blah blah.” I replied, aggressively signing some documents.

“Where's the dirt?” I asked desperately. I needed it badly so that I could break off the engagement before it even took place. That's what I had been thinking ever since that night and it has already been two days.

“As far as I know, this lady is clean. She is a respectable nurse, does charity every now and then, no drug or alcohol history-” I stopped him before he could waste more of my time by listing down good things about her.

“There must be something.” I mu