Me: I think I have caught the thief.She was confused with my statement. I then called her near me. As she was already nervous about this matter, she c...ame near me.I took my phone out and showed the video of how she looked at the jewels and put them back into the bag. She was dumbstruck and she didn’t know what to do. She stood up.Me: Why did you steal the jewel, mom?She was submissive and tears filled her eyes.Mom: Sam, I did not steal it.I just showed her the evidence once again and she was. Rachel: “Hey sleepy head! Are you up yet?”Me: “Erm, yeah… Why are you up so early?”Rachel: “Slept enough. How are you enjoying your big room huh? Not wanking alone, I hope… Can I go and take a look?”Me: “Erm, yeah, I guess. Just don’t tell the teachers LOL. They’ll kill you.”—It took Rachel less than a minute after she hung up to come up to my room. The doorbell buzzed angrily and repeatedly as the ever impatient girl waited for me to walk to the door. She pushed the door open way too fast when. “If he was that desperate and saw you see him, he might come after you as well. Some protection for you and your family may be needed. I’ll take care of that, too.”“If there is a choice,” Stavro replied. “I would rather he came for me. If I got that gun from him...”“Is that your grievance, Stavro?” Helen asked, followed by a long stream of smoke. “When La Policia catch him, if a minute or two alone in an interrogation room with him is what you want; such things can easily be arranged. I can get. “When you leaned over me, your breast touched my shoulder.”“Oh,” she said. Her cheeks got pink. “Sorry.”“And you’re wrong. It’s happened a lot, lately.”“Oh?”“Yeah. I’m pretty worked up when I go home from these tutoring sessions.”“Do I need to get the wand?” she asked.The wand had been put away. Mindy had spent two lunches in the art room, making a box specifically sized to hold it. She’d made it out of matting material. It was beautiful, but she never once thought about why she wanted to make.