I told you. Somebody saw me and here are the photos to prove it. They arrived in a plain, white envelope last Wednesday.
They are demanding a payoff, but I contend that since I confessed fully via this blog before he sent the photos, I'm safe. So there.
But I found out who's to blame: Sara Lou, who cut my hair that day, told her husband, Mike, who rushed out to document this incriminating episode before I managed to move Cece safely home.
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