Since becoming a Private Investigator I have worked every Valentine’s Day. It is a for sure day for a spouse to catch his or her cheater. This Valentine’s Day I worked for a previous client. A new person on the scene was possibly giving misinformation. Pretty simple request to follow the boyfriend home from my client’s house. Well he went home where his ex-girlfriend was waiting for him. The two got into one vehicle, then headed out for dinner. We were able to send video to my client of the two shopping for delicate items after dinner. The note I got from my client at the end of the case said “you have no idea how much money you just saved me.”
Sometimes being private eye in Nashville TN means risk. I feel it was easier for me to get close to this “meth” house because I am a female private investigator. The case started when a grandmother called me with great concern in her voice because one of her grandchildren was living in a meth house. The child had a sibling in the hospital with unexplained burns. The police could not prove the child was burned because of meth production but the police were not allowing the child to leave the hospital. The parents were both known to be on meth. They were hiding with the younger sibling, age 6. We knew they were somewhere in off Old Hickory Blvd, Nashville, Tennessee. I was hoping for a recent police report or court appearance I could use to track the two meth users. I did not have any success. The grandmother had given me the birth mother’s old cell phone. I told the concerned client I wasn’t sure what I can do with the phone but I would try. About a week later the cell phone rang, I answered, it was a recording from an elementary school about being approved for free lunches. Once I heard that, I called the number back and spoke to a woman who explained the message to me. Once she confirmed the school name I waited at the school with a photo of the child. I saw the child getting on a bus. I followed the bus to where the child got off the bus. A pick up truck with a man and a woman inside was waiting on the bus. The child was greeted by the couple and brought into the truck. The three people stayed parked for 41 minutes, just sitting. I watched them buckle up so I pulled out in front of them. They drove so slow it wasn’t hard to pull off and watch them go by. I only saw what street they turned down so I hurriedly put my dog’s leash on. We rushed down the street where the house was just in time to see the child entering the residence. The couple continuously looked all around in a paranoid fashion. I understand later that week the younger sibling was removed from the home while meth production was underway. Sometimes a private eye can make a difference.