Chapter 6

 

Devin

 

“Mrs. Edwards, I’m just calling back to check in with Ashley. She hasn’t answered her phone since yesterday, and I really have no idea what is going on. Could you please call me back,” I said as I left another voicemail for Ashley’s mother.

It had been a whole day since Ashley’s crazy call to me, and I was officially worried. She wasn’t answering her phone, and it seemed to be dead as all of her calls were going to voicemail. Ashley’s mother and father weren’t answering my calls either, and the red flags were going off all over for me.

Instead of waiting any longer, though, I called a private investigator friend of mine to check into what was going on. Ashley sounded very out of it, but her family seemed to know what was up, and they were keeping it from me. I wasn’t okay with this level of secrecy when it involved my daughter.

“Ronald, how the heck are you?” I said as he answered his cell on the first ring.

“I’m good. What’s up Devin? Need another CEO investigated?”

“Nay, this is a personal assignment. Do you have some time?”

“For you, I always have time.”

Ronald Standard was a high profile investigator who charged way too much money, but because he always delivered the information, people continued to pay him his crazy high rates. When information was needed on a company or CEO, it was often the difference between a billion dollar deal and a million dollar deal; so it was well worth the investment to hire Ronald.

“My daughter lives with her mother in Florida. I’ve been getting some strange calls from the mother, Ashley, and I think there’s something going on out there. No one is returning my calls any longer, and I’d really like the details of what’s up.”

“Is it for a custody case?”

“No. I mean, I’m not sure, I guess. I’ve always thought Ashley was a really good mother, but if she’s not taking good care of our daughter, I might have to go to court. Can you just find out as much as possible?”

“Of course. Send me the information you have on your ex. I’d love it if you have a birth date and social security number. Address, phone number, and anything else you have will be helpful.”

“I could get you all of that. I’ll send it right over.”

“Do you want a wiretap and full contact list of who she’s talking to?”

For a moment, I had forgotten the level of investigation Ronald was capable of. He could literally trace every aspect of someone’s life and give you each and every gory detail if you paid him enough.

“I don’t need all that. Just anything important to my daughter’s safety. Thanks.”

“Sounds good. Send me her information, and I’ll get you updated by the end of the week.”

“Thanks, Ronald.”

“Anything for you Devin. We will talk later this week. Take care.”

I quickly gathered the information that Ronald needed and sent it over the secure email system he had set up for our previous cases. There was a bit of relief knowing that Ronald was working on the case, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling that something big was going on with Ashley.

I’d also been distracted by what was going on with Lilli and I. As much as I’d expected not to get along with her, we had actually had a nice little conversation. She was stumbling and adorable as she left, though, and it really did make me realize the force of my attraction to her.

Lilli was unique, and not just some party girl living off her family, and that intrigued me. Even in the middle of my little family emergency, I couldn’t stop thinking about Lilli and how I had willingly turned down an evening of fun with her. Was turning her down the wrong idea?

It was the right thing, and I knew it, despite how much my body longed for her and how badly I wanted to let my lips kiss every inch of her delicate skin. The longing and desire were new for me. Honestly, I’d never gone more than a day without getting a woman that I wanted. So this little dance between Lilli and I was fun for me; torturous, but fun.

I’d expected to get a little flirting or at least a flash of her sexy ass body after she had returned home, especially since she had mentioned she needed to shower. But unfortunately, she kept those damn blue shades pulled tight, and I hadn’t had even a glimpse of her in the last 24 hours.

The vehicle that had been in the driveway was gone, so I had to assume she was at work or out doing something for the day. I decided against going for a run, and instead, did my domestic duty and fired up the lawnmower for the afternoon.

Only a few years before I would have laughed if someone had told me I’d own a house and actually enjoy mowing my own lawn. It was wild, crazy, and exactly the pace I had become accustomed too. My days of partying were long gone, and I couldn’t pinpoint exactly when they had stopped being fun. Even a year before when I purchased my home, I hadn’t expected to want to actually be here. Instead, I hoped that I could have a stable place to store my things while I continued to travel the world and enjoy the exotic women and locations I was used to.

But life has a funny way of twisting things around and bringing you right where you need to be. I did like the domestic life. I enjoyed buying groceries and cooking, although I liked it better when someone else was around to cook for. I liked the menial tasks of taking care of my lawn and all that came with the new stability of my life.

I blasted the music as I put my earphones in and started mowing my front yard. Thirty minutes later, I finished and moved to the backyard when my phone rang, and I saw that it was Ashley’s mother.

I let the mower turn off and quickly answered the call as I stood in the middle of my lawn.

“Hello Mrs. Edwards,” I said calmly. “How are things going?”

“I know you were worried about Ashley, and I just wanted to call and assure you things are alright. She has decided to go into rehab, and Izzy is staying with us for a few weeks.”

My heart sank at her words. Going to rehab wasn’t a little deal, it was huge. Ashley wouldn’t have given up her time with Izzy to go away to rehab unless things were really out of control. When she was pregnant, Ashley had stopped drinking cold turkey without any problems.

“I could come get Izzy, and she could stay with me while Ashley does her treatment.”

“Absolutely not. Izzy is in school, and we don’t want to disrupt that for just a few weeks. Ashley will be out in no time. Plus, I’m sure Izzy will want to see her mother on the weekends.”

“Mrs. Edwards, no offense to you and your abilities, but I am her father, and I should be there for her if Ashley is not able to be.”

There was a long pause, and for a brief moment, I thought that Mrs. Edwards might agree with me and let me pick up Izzy. But of course, it wasn’t going to be so easy, and Mrs. Edwards wasn’t willing to forgive and forget the past me she knew.

“Devin, you’re just as irresponsible as Ashley, and I’m not going to let you take Izzy. She needs stability, and neither of you has been living very stable lives. All the partying and traveling you do, that’s no place for a little girl.”

“Mrs. Edwards, that’s not my life now. I have a home and a stable life in Chicago.”

“I think your idea of stability and mine are different. Now Ashley gave me temporary physical custody, and of course, you still have joint legal custody, but I really don’t think a big argument would be helpful to Izzy at all. Do you?”

She was right about that; I had never thought arguing with Ashley’s family was a good idea. They were also Izzy’s family and causing a big scene with them wasn’t what I wanted my daughter to know me by.

“I am a different man than I was when Ashley and I were together. I really wish you would give me the opportunity to see Izzy and be there for her while her mother is getting better.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea,” Mrs. Edwards said and then hung up the phone.

I was livid. So angry that I could barely see straight as I stood in the middle of my lawn and tried to figure out what to do next. I needed more information, though, and that was going to take a few days for Ronald to gather things. It was bound to be a very long week of waiting.

 

***

 

I didn’t call Ashley’s family all week long, mainly because I wanted to hear what Ronald had to say before I called them back. When I finally saw Ronald’s name on my caller ID, I couldn’t wait to hear what he had to say.

“Tell me what’s going on,” I said as I answered the phone.

“It’s bad Devin, really bad.”

“I heard she’s in rehab, but it sounded like she would be out in a few weeks.”

“Ashley was picked up for a DUI about a year ago. She got another one six months ago, and then two weeks ago she got her third. Florida has some mandatory sentencing laws that relate to DUI’s and felonies. It’s possible she could spend ten to twenty years in prison.”

“What the hell! All for drinking and driving?”

“Yes, they are cracking down, and the fact that she got so many within a short period of time doesn’t help. She was also charged with possession.”

“Of drugs?”

My mind spun as I tried to wrap it around what I was hearing. The only reason I’d stayed away from Ashley and Izzy was because I thought she was a good mom and had been taking excellent care of my daughter.

“She had some prescription pain medication on her that wasn’t actually hers. Her lawyer argued to get her into a rehab facility while she awaits her court case. But she’s not getting off free on this. She’ll serve a minimum of five years, and that’s if her lawyer is really good.”

“Her mother didn’t tell me any of this,” I fumed as I wrote down everything that Ronald was saying.

“They probably don’t know what’s going to happen. I suspect they are optimistic that her going to rehab will help her sentencing, which it will, if she finishes it, but she won’t get out of jail time. Not with the new mandatory laws.”

“Wow, this is crap.”

“Yeah, you should be able to get custody of your daughter pretty easily if you wait until her sentencing.”

What Ronald didn’t know was my long history of arrests and troublemaking over the years. I wasn’t confident at all that a judge would choose me over Ashley’s parents.

“I’ll get in contact with a lawyer as soon as possible. Thank you, and please send me the information that you gathered.”

“It’s already in your email; let me know if you need anything else.”

My hands shook as I went to my laptop and opened the message from Ronald. For years, Ashley had continued drinking and using prescription drugs. She seemed to manage with the help of her family, but she hadn’t been doing it on her own like I thought. Her parents were picking Izzy up and taking her to sporting events. Ronald had even included a sign-up roster from school that had Izzy’s parents as the people to call in case of emergency, not Ashley.

My jaw clenched at the deception they had all played against me. This was my daughter they were messing with. This was my life. I should have been seeing her; I should have been spending time with my daughter and showing her that I was a changed person, and she had someone she could count on.

As angry as I was at Ashley and her family, I was equally angry with myself for believing them and never questioning what they were saying. This was my fault too. I shouldn’t have accepted their answers and reasoning for pushing me away. I should have insisted on being there for my daughter. Things were about to change, though, as I dialed Ashley’s family on my cell phone.

“Hello Devin, Izzy isn’t here right now. She’s in school,” Mrs. Edwards said.

“I’m actually going to come visit this weekend. I just wanted to give you a heads up.”

“No, no, no. We are going to be really busy …”

“It’s okay; I’m sure we can find time to connect,” I insisted without letting her finish.

“No, you can’t come visit. You’re irresponsible and not a good influence. You’re too unstable, and I just can’t have that around Izzy right now.”

I wanted to scream at Mrs. Edwards and tell her she didn’t have the ability to make those kinds of decisions, but I knew I had to keep my cool. Both Ashley and I had a rough past, and I knew it. What Mrs. Edwards knew about me wasn’t at all the person I was, though.

“I’ve got a stable family life now Mrs. Edwards. I’m not sure how much Ashley has shared with you, but I have a home and a wife, and I live a very calm day to day life.”

I couldn’t tell you why I said I had a wife. Maybe I thought it made me sound more responsible. Maybe it was because I knew Mrs. Edwards had always hated that Ashley and I had not gotten married. But for whatever reason, I’d said the words, and I couldn’t take them back.

“You’re married?” she asked in a little bit of shock.

“Yes, didn’t Ashley tell you?” I continued my lie. “It’s a new marriage, but she’s a lovely woman, and I would really like to have Izzy meet her. Considering everything that is going on with Ashley I promise I’ll keep my visit short, and I’d just like to have some time with Izzy and give her a big hug.”

There was a long pause, and I felt like I had finally won Mrs. Edwards over enough that she might agree to my visit. Of course, I didn’t need her to agree in principle. I could get lawyers involved and cause a big scene, but I just didn’t want to do that. I just wanted to see my sweet little girl and assure her that I was here for her.

“You and your wife can come this weekend. I’m not going to tell Izzy, though, just in case you don’t show up.”

My gut turned at her words. She wanted me to bring my wife? I cringed at the mess I’d gotten myself into.

“I don’t think my wife will be able to come. But I will certainly be there.”

“If you are coming, you should bring your wife. It wouldn’t be good for Izzy to hear about the woman and not get to meet her.”

“Um … but she’s working. She …” I fumbled as I tried to figure out a good excuse. “Well, I’m sure we can arrange some time off for her. We will be there Saturday morning. Thanks so much, Mrs. Edwards.”

“I look forward to meeting this woman who has finally tamed you,” she said as she hung up the phone.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Not only did I not have a wife, but I wasn’t even dating a woman. My last semi-serious relationship had ended a year before, and none of the women I’d brought on fun trips in the recent months were at all what I’d consider bringing around my daughter. I dialed Jacob quickly as I tried to figure out what to do.

“Okay, do you know any nice looking women who would be marriage material?”

Jacob broke into laughter at my statement and took a full minute to calm down.

“No, I don’t know that kind of woman. Why?”

“I basically need a pretend wife for this weekend. It’s a long story. Anyone that’s stable and willing to put on an act for the weekend will do.”

“Dude, what the hell is going on?”

“There’s a big mess with Ashley, and I basically told her parents I was married in an attempt to prove how stable I am.”

“So let me figure this out. To prove you are a stable, law abiding, responsible adult, you lied to them and made up a wife?”

“Shit, when you put it that way it sounds bad.” I laughed as I fell back onto my couch and tried to figure a way out of the mess I had just made for myself. “Seriously, I just need a girl who can go this weekend. I’m sure once they see how stable I am, I can work things out on my own from there.”

“So you need to hire a woman for the weekend.” Jacob laughed. “I’m sure there’s a service for that.”

“Not like that! I need a nice girl. Stable, reliable, you know.”

“Basically, no woman you or I would date.” He continued laughing. “Ask Cindy, maybe she will do it.”

“That’s a perfect idea!” I said as I jumped up. “She’s smart, reliable, and totally stable. I mean she’s not all that pretty, but I’d settle for her.”

“Maybe don’t use that as your sales pitch,” Jacob said. “You might want to actually rethink that wording. She’s a pretty woman, just in a casual kind of nerdy way.”

“Yeah, yeah, she is pretty. Okay, I’m going to call her.”

“Good luck!”