From Massachusetts and New Hampshire to every state in the Union, a private investigator often comes across cases that are heart breaking. Many get into private investigation because we want to help, and there are times when the case is so close to what makes us human that we have to help. Such is the case with Carol, who was kind enough to share her story with my readers. Per her request, names have been changed:
“When my husband and I separated, we had a verbal agreement that my three-year-old son Jared would live with me; my husband, Jason, would be able to visit when he wanted to. As an over-the-road truck driver, he was only in town once in a while. For two years, Jason either visited Jared in my home or took him on the road with him for a week or two.
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