“Who?”
“Criminal Lars.”
“The one who made your phony resume?”
“Yep.”
I pulled out my phone and sent Franco a text message.
“Can you please send me Lars’ phone number? I need his help.”
“Of course? What’s going on?”
“I’ll explain later.”
Just as I was sending Lars a text message, an email came from Becca. When I opened it, I placed my hand on my forehead.
“What’s wrong?” Wes asked.
I handed him my phone and watched the reaction on his face as he watched the video of my wedding and me running up the aisle with a wide grin across my face.
“Look at that.” He chuckled. “This video got over two million views. You’re a YouTube sensation.”
“Shut up!” I grabbed the phone from his hand, and he let out another chuckle.
“If it makes you feel better, you look beautiful.” He smiled.
Later that evening,Wes and I went to my apartment and waited for Lars while I explained what Becca had told me to Franco.
“I knew that guy was a snake,” Franco spoke.
There was a knock at the door, and when I opened it, Lars hugged me tightly.
“Hello, baby doll. Somehow, I knew you’d be needing me again.” He grinned.
“Lars, this is Wes Carter. Wes, this is Lars.”
“Nice to meet you, Lars,” Wes spoke as he extended his hand.
“Trust me. The pleasure is all mine, Wes.” He winked before placing his hand in his.
“He’s my boss. You know, the one for whom you made me the fake resume?”
“Oh shit. She is wonderful, though, right?” He grinned.
“She certainly is,” Wes replied.
“So what do we got?”
“I need you to check out these invoices, find out if these companies are real or shell companies, and then trace these account numbers.”
“Is someone being bad and frauding a company?”
“We suspect my ex-fiancé is,” I replied.
“Oh. The one you left at the altar. By the way, what a beautiful escape. I saw the video. You should be so proud.” He grinned from ear to ear as he placed his hand on my arm.
“How long is this going to take?” I asked with irritation.