The group emerged from the room after a period of covert exchanges in the sauna, followed by some of the programs that Gap had planned for them.
Sabine, as a small, lesser-known second-tier city, certainly can't match the metropolis' strengths in some areas, but in others, it may not be much less than the metropolis.
The main reason for choosing to talk about things here was for seclusion; the private club coupled with the almost bare-bones meeting in the sauna, the steam and the distorted voices made it difficult for anyone to succeed even if they wanted to leave a little something behind.
After ending these conversations, which could have caused some problems, the group left the place, and they were going to start returning to the middle of their normal nightlife next.
The beauty of the city is the money everywhere and the colorful nights, which you can never see in the countryside, and because of this, a large number of people gather towards the city.
In just a few short years, the population of the federal city of Baylor has more than doubled in less than a few times.
Although the club is good, it is limited to talking some words or simply relaxing, and does not provide any other services, maintaining the grade is one of the most important jobs of these private clubs, and they will never easily break the rules they have set.
Gap, sitting in the last car, glanced back at one of the cars adorned behind them after the driver's prompting, and suddenly frowned.
If it weren't for the driver's warning, he wouldn't even have felt that someone was following them.
The private investigator thing is not part of the Baylor federal justice system, it is a private, spontaneous profession, but as long as they are registered and enrolled, the evidence they collect can be used in a variety of cases as long as it meets the standards of justice.
Here in fact, there is a public perception of bias, in fact, most of the evidence in the hands of private detectives are not collected in a legal manner, but they know how to fabricate perjury to prove the legitimacy of this evidence, sometimes even the local judicial system need to use their power to complete some of the evidence to fill in, so very few people will be more than the source of evidence to verify the hands of a private detective.
In addition, the biggest difference between a private investigator and a police officer is that the police officer will not help you to keep an eye on certain people, will not go through the garbage cans for you, and will not be able to call you "Boss" just because you give them money.
But private investigators will, and they have become, along with lawyers, accountants, and dentists, the four most prestigious professions in the Baylor Federation, in this case specifically the ability to make money.
Vera had her own personal money, she was a certified public accountant with an accounting firm after all, and with an extra monthly fee from Gap for the family's daily needs, she had saved up some money.
She hires a private investigator from a detective agency with ties to the firm to look into the matter, and cases with ties to cheating are of interest not only to lawyers, but to private investigators as well.
With enough suitable photographs, each one is able to fetch a sky-high price, and the employer has to buy the photographs and negatives whether they want to do something with them or not.
The car he was following suddenly made a U-turn on the main road and chose an isolated side road, which he followed despite feeling a little strange.
A few moments later, the vehicle Gap was traveling in came out of that alley, and sitting in the backseat, he fiddled with the film in his hand, wondering what he was thinking, his face rightfully not looking very good.
As for the P.I., he was lying in a very sorry state in the garbage.
A little after one o'clock in the evening, Gap came home somewhat inebriated; he tore off his tie, took off his coat, and pushed open the bedroom door.
The bedside lamp was still on in the bedroom, and Voula wasn't asleep; she was sitting against the edge of the bed with a complicated look of some pain and a hint of anticipation on her face.
"Back?" Vera snapped back and stood up the moment the door opened, she could see that Gap had been drinking, he had been for a while now, she went to the door to assist Gap, but Gap blocked it.
He walked over to the chair by the window, pulled a roll of film out of his pants pocket, and slapped it down on the table as he looked slowly at Vera and whispered, "You sent someone to follow me and film me!"
He shook his head, "How desperate, my dear, that you doubt me?"
Vera was silent for a moment before looking up into Gap's eyes, in which she could no longer find the fine young man she once was, only endless lies, arrogance, and deception.
She also felt a sudden pang of disappointment that Gap was taking this so seriously, essentially confirming Vera's suspicions, and she suddenly felt very uninterested up.
"Last night you had a couple of lipstick marks on your ass."
At those words, the mood in the room changed, and Gap, who was still looking like he wanted to "crush" Voula, suddenly weakened to the point of near invisibility, and his eyes flashed for a moment of clarity, before he slapped his forehead.
"You can talk to me directly if you have any problems instead of through this, plus don't you know me well enough?"
He began to make excuses, explaining himself, "Do you realize that I was with the director of the company when you had this asshole following me, and he was very upset that you almost ruined our future!"
The driver of the little car in which he was riding was an employee of the company, and that director already knew about it, and it took Gap a good while to explain before he gained the other man's confidence.
That director told him with a wry smile that he had to take care of his family affairs and not to let personal matters affect the operation of the group, and warned him that this was the last time.
This contributed to why Gap finally decided to talk to Vera; if Vera continued to dispatch private investigators and whatnot, there was a good chance that she would make the situation worse, and she had to stop!
Vera was very disappointed, she looked at Gap and asked rhetorically, "Family, and your career, which is more important?" , she said and paused, "And that's no reason for you to cheat, if you think you can go out and screw around because your job requires it, what kind of a person do you think I am!"
Gap didn't answer, just remained silent as she turned and picked up the comforter and pillows and walked to the bedroom door, glancing sideways at Gap again, saying nothing, one hand already opening the door to the room.
What she found herself displaying was a little more courageous than she had thought, and at least she didn't face Gap's infidelity with the feeling that she couldn't take it, that the sky was falling, or that she was overly angry.
In this moment Vera even suddenly felt a little horrible about herself, or she didn't know how to express that feeling, being a wife who actually wasn't as furious as she thought she would be after sitting through her husband's cheating made her realize that she probably didn't love this man as much as she thought she did.
In fact, this is true of the vast majority of families. When love has been fermented by marriage and turned into affection, the strong feelings will gradually become lukewarm and eventually turn into an emotion very different from love.
Some people describe it as affectionate, but others think it's just numbness.
"This is a critical time for me", Gap came up with that excuse again, "don't you want it, a bigger house, higher social status, more money, a better life!"
He opened his hands to reveal a look of pain, "I'm not doing this for me alone, I'm doing it for the family, some of the socialization process is indeed dirty, but it's unavoidable!"
"I'm going to have to pay some price if I'm going to fit in with them, Vera, you're taking this too seriously!"
Voula pulled the door open and stood outside the room, the two of them stared at each other for a moment before Voula shook her head, "You make me feel sick!"
Looking at the door to his room, which closed with a bang, Gap pulled his hair, followed by tipping everything on his nightstand onto the floor.
That bitch must have left some marks on her ass on purpose, it's too late for that now, that BITCH!
BITCH!