I have never fully trusted my boyfriend. Why did I started to date him in the first place was something I could not answer; it just happened. Recently things got worse. I could feel my inner sensor announcing some kind of danger. I knew I had to do something about it and the best I could come up with was to hire a detective. But all that would not satisfy me. I decided to become a spy myself. I bought a wig, a completely new wardrobe and make up to help me create my alter ego. I’ve made sure that all was safely hidden in the cellar. The plan was...to continue (story 30.03.)