Chapter 11

　　Tracey's POV 　　"Well, about that," I approached Jessica and lowered my voice, "You'll never know." 　　Then, I glanced at the paparazzi and said, "Make sure you take the pictures and post them online. The clock is ticking and subpoenas are pending." 　　After that, I walked out of the room like a champ. 　　- 　　The next morning, I was having breakfast with Nathan when the doorbell rang. 　　I opened the door and saw a tall, strong man standing outside. 　　I saw it was Darren, the PI I hired to investigate my father's mysterious death. 　　He used to be a senior in my college and we've stayed in touch for years. 　　"Tracey, I've been calling you all night..." Darren looked concerned. 　　"Darren!" Nathan jumped up and threw himself at him. 　　Darren picked him up with one hand and carried him on his shoulder. 　　"Well, you've put on some weight, little cub. What has mommy been feeding you?" He smiled at my son. 　　"Lots of love!" Nathan giggled, clung to Darren like a little sloth, and refused to come