" Do the best you can Dale. At least I'll know where she will be."Mimi got the job and every Friday after that she would come home with an envelope wi...th one hundred and sixty dollars in it - her take home pay from her cleaning job. I knew that she was making a lot more than that, but so what? I'd told her to get a job and earn her own spending money and she had gone and done it so what she did with her money was her business. I'd check in with Dale a couple of times a week to see how Mimi was. I'm out of here!" Kim," Samantha said, coming over to me and hugging me.I tried to shrug her off, but she held on."Oh, my poor baby. I'm so sorry to have hurt you, but would you ratherI had continued to hide this? Doesn't this show I love you?"I realized I was crying.Maria was standing by the door looking very sad, a shocked expression onher face, what I could see of it over her hands, which covered her wide-open mouth."Sit down, Maria," Samantha said. "Here, let me pour you a cup of teafor. She looked very serious and no don't would have been horrified at me laughing at her near naked self.There was a window near the smoking hot brunette that had been lit regularly but I was yet to see anything. By this stage I assumed that it was a security light and the owners were elsewhere. A few weeks in I clocked movement and eventually worked out it was an early 40's lady with long hair. I couldn't work out which room was facing me because she seemed to race in and out. One night she just. But you tell me if it getstoo scary."While I enjoyed mafia and gangster novels, I was a huge fan of mysteriesin general. When my mom took away my video games (which was oftenenough), I would read my dad's old Hardy Boys books. So, when Mrs.Feinstein began reading the Hound of Baskervilles, she had a captiveaudience.After the first chapter, Mrs. Feinstein asked, "Would you like to read alittle too, Riley?" I nodded and slowly read the first few sentences. Ifigured if I read slowly it wouldn't.