I caught a glimpse of myself in the glass. I had black underwear on top of my white shirt and pants. "Walk" he ordered.I stood there, confused. "WALK!... he yelled. Ramona and Cathy jumped and I shivered at his sudden anger. I started walking around the washing machines and dryers. "Swing your ass you bitch." I walked more suggestively. I was getting turned on. He made me go and get him a bottle of beer from gas station next door. I did.By the time he was done humiliating me, it was 10. I drove. When she pulled up to the apartment house door, the doorman ran up and saluted. When she told him they had an appointment with Mrs. Jefferson and asked where to park the car, he snapped to attention, assured her it would be taken care of, and ushered them all into the lobby. The receptionist called the Jefferson apartment and they were shown to the elevator. Vangie was right at home in the luxurious surroundings, but it was clear that the Callahans were taken aback. The door to the Jefferson. DeRizzo, the bruise is so slight as to be inconsequential.”Leanne looked around at the lighting.“Maybe it looks that way in this gloom, but in a well-lit room, it would certainly be visible.”When Mr. Wilson failed to respond, Leanne decided to take a different tack.“How long have you had it in your inventory, Mr. Wilson?”“I couldn’t say. I don’t think it’s been here very long.”“It was here when Gus and I bought a chest for our sitting room. That was three years ago. So what’s it been four, six. She was about forty five years old and had dark brown hair. She might have been a looker at one time, but that time had definitely passed by. She looked like a bar fly to me, one of those women who hang around bars during the daytime, waiting for some poor bastard to get drunk enough to start thinking they looked good to them. They were touching each other all over their faces and arms, I thought they were like a couple carnival hustlers trying to guess each others weight or something."Jackie,.