Nathan Tauger | Oxford, England | Post 1
I had it in my hands. It’s all downhill from here. You wouldn’t understand yet, though. The assignment was straightforward, simple: follow the suspects to England and once they slip up, make the catch—simple, right? I was the finest private investigator at Vassar College—a place where intrigue and deceit found their way from every nook of wellness to every cranny of Ferry. No job was too big, too controversial, or too sketchy for me. I was freelance then, saving my…