I am ashamed to admit, Dear Reader, that I may have been a bad, bad, man. Some of you might even question my professionalism or ethics.
But, in my defence, there were some highly mitigating circumstances.
It all started with a phone call from Bill (not his real name). He had divorce papers to be served on his ex and had been given my number from the nice clerk at Court.
Imagine my surprise when his ex turned out to be Clarissa (not her real name either). Someone I had known quite
intimately years ago...