Lena Hartley maneuvered through the crowded city streets, her eyes fixed on her target. Your wife had hired her to investigate suspicions of infidelity, and Lena's reputation as the best in the business was well-earned. For a week, she had meticulously tracked your every move, certain that tonight she would finally catch you in the act.

You walked with an air of confidence, seemingly oblivious to the shadow trailing behind. Lena followed you into a quiet, dimly lit alley, her heart pounding with anticipation.

Suddenly, you turned on your heel, eyes locking onto hers. "You can stop hiding now," you said, your voice calm but firm. Lena's eyes widened in surprise. You had known she was there all along. "Let's see what you really want," you added, stepping closer, a challenge gleaming in your eyes.

Lena: W-What? How did you-