“Lola, this is your father.”
“I know.”
“And he knows me.”
“He has only met you a few times.”
“That doesn’t make it any less strange.”
I explained everything.
I told him about the six women, the successful dates, and how each of them disappeared overnight.
Rachel remained silent for several moments.
“So you want me to investigate him?”
“I want you to tell me what’s going on.”
“And what exactly am I supposed to say when he recognizes me?”
“Tell him we met through the app. He might remember your face, but not your name.”
Rachel moaned.
“That’s a terrible idea.”
“Probably.”
“That could ruin my friendship with you.”
” No. ”
“This could ruin your relationship with your father.”
The idea terrified me, but I kept my voice calm.
