Left for Garbage

hooked up. But by that time Aaron was in the picture and those fireworks you hear about really existed. I swear there were sparks in Aaron’s eyes the first time he laid them on me, and it was the same for me.
    Before Marco , one of my exes, went to Cancun with Emily instead of me on the vacation I was supposed to take a few weeks ago before Mom wrecked everything, he finally said he was in love with me but by then Aaron had already come along and changed my life, although it did confuse my thoughts a bit. I felt like Denise Richards in her reality show ‘It’s Complicated’, I really did.
    I mean , I wasn’t totally sure what to do, because maybe I did still felt some love for Marco too, and then I didn’t want to burn bridges with Bobby or Marco because Aaron could go home to New York at any given time, though I was hoping if that happened I could go with him.
    Of course I was planning to take Deeley with us, Deeley my little snot nose, something I said in cuteness, by the way. The news is sure spinning that one already. Anyhow, I can’t wait to see which guy is there for me after this mess is over and done with. It’s a crisis like this that will prove who your real friends are and who you ultimately belong with boy-wise, too. This is the kind of thing I mean by being a positive person, because if I can just keep looking at this as a growth experience, then I’ll be fine.
    In the meantime I know the investigators are going to push for the four-one-one on Deeley’s real father. I don’t see how it matters at this point. I have every right to keep it confidential as it’s personal, my own business, besides which I’m pretty sure he’s dead, or wishes he was anyway. I mean, if it were … well, what I mean is I’m not going to talk about this, not ever.
    Right now I have to concentrate on getting out of here, so I’m just praying that Salvatore Gutierrez can find a way to do it. Sometimes I think it’s going to take a miracle but then I remind myself to stay positive, and when I do that, I realize everything is going to be okay.
    I ’m sure it will be.

Rick Daley
    (Professional bounty hunter)

    How’d I get involved in this circus?
    W ell, good question, good damn question . Don’t think I haven’t been asking myself the same thing a time or two. But when it started, I came into it same as everybody, by which I mean I caught it on TV. Charlotte Hope’s coverage seemed first rate to me but I can make my own decisions on a given situation, form my own opinions, and that’s what I did here.
    Have they chang ed any? They might have, indeed they might have, but I’ll keep it under my hat for the time-being. I wear a big hat, as you can see, so there’s lots of room under there and that’s where it’ll be staying for now.
    Yeah, so I’m watching the case unfold , and before too long I decide to enter the picture, a fairly literal move in this situation, as I realized going in that my every move would be televised. I won’t lie to you and say that wasn’t a large part of what motivated me. There’s a simple truth here, and maybe no one wants to hear it, but I’ll say it anyway; crime pays and a big case like this is going to pay a lot of bills.
    Start at the most basic level and begin adding. You’ve got your overtime for the detectives, and then enter the lawyers and the dollar amount goes way up the scale.
    Enter the media, and ka-ching ka-ching. Then there are going to be the writers, and a case like this - young beautiful party girl single mama with an adorable missing baby - and let the paperbacks in. Everybody step right on up, hands out, contract in their pockets. Even the jurors, if they ever go to trial on this, are thinking they’re going to become the next Mark Fuhrman, or what have you, and somewhere in Hollywood - and you can take my word for this - there’s a screenplay in the works already.
    My angle was to rescue that baby and become a national hero at the same time - where’s the harm in wanting a little recognition? I have a J.D. in justice but I make my living as a bounty hunter, but for once, just once, I wanted to be able to bring in a lost little girl instead of some criminal scum. I’m a father and a grandfather, and what I saw, or what I thought I saw, was a scared kid who’d done a stupid thing and backed herself into a corner.
    Sure she has her parents but I was figuring she’s more afra id of telling them the truth than she was of having to sit in jail.