Hitched

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Jack was down at his office where there was also a celebratory atmosphere. The Drip had been caught. Jack looked through his notes and found the number he was looking for. Wait till that poor bank teller hears this news, he thought as he dialed.

Tara and Jamie were enjoying themselves in Las Vegas, trying to forget the trauma she’d been through the day before. When Tara ’s cell phone rang, she grabbed it. “Hello.”

“ Tara?”

“Yes.”

“This is Jack Reilly.”

Tara smiled. “Hello! Don’t tell me another bank was robbed!”

Jack laughed. “No, Tara, I thought you’d be pleased to know that your bank robber has been caught. She even confessed.”

“She?”

“Yes, she had us all fooled. Anyway, I hope you’re doing okay.”

“We’re doing great. Right now we’re sitting by the pool having a wonderful time. My man Jamie’s taking good care of me. We almost got married last night.”

“You did?” Jack asked, surprised.

“After what happened yesterday, Jamie didn’t want to wait. We even went down to the courthouse to get a marriage license, but I decided I couldn’t do it to my mother. She’d kill me! We’ve been planning the wedding for so long. Say, did they catch whoever stole your fiancée’s dress?”

“No, they didn’t.”

“What’s she going to do?”

“The designer is making a new one. I hope he gets it done on time.”

“There was a guy on the courthouse steps handing out flyers last night. He said there’d be a special sale on a very limited number of designer wedding dresses, but they wouldn’t be available until Monday.” Tara laughed. “Maybe you should bring your fiancée out here and take a look!”

“He said they are going to be there Monday. That sounds odd.”

“I know, but this is Vegas. They probably fell off the back of a truck.”

“I might just have one of my contacts out there check them out. Do you still have the flyer?”

“It’s in my purse. Hold on, I’ve got everything in there but the kitchen sink.” Tara handed Jamie the phone, dug through her belongings, and emerged triumphant. She took back the phone and said, “There’s no address. Just a phone number. Here it is…”