Description:One clerical error, and I’m suddenly wedded to the man my twin agreed to marry by mail-order proxy.
I just want to take photos and be the best crime photographer in my field. I have no interest in dating or marriage. Then this happens! And I’m somehow “married” to some guy I don’t know. Except I do know him. He’s a cop in one of the towns I interviewed in this past year. And they’ve just hired me. What are the chances?
In my life, the chances are pretty good. Since my last name is Murphy, the law always applies.