"Well, what do you think?"She stood beside her choice for the night, with a very slight, mischievous grin - giving me enough time to glance goggle-eye... from her midnight basque to her lower half. Her workplace attire had been stowed away.Starting with stiletto heels, her black lace stockings covered inch-after-inch of smooth, hairless calves, knees and thighs until her tight suspenders took over - gripping the skull wallpaper pattern that bordered the edge, and which ran from her thighs to her. My description had been sent through government files by paid informers and as yet they have not found me. This could get me into trouble though if a mob figure or an honest cop reported seeing me. I knew that not everybody knew just who they were working for.Odava and Ichom flew up to meet us and get us to assist in planting some of the new varieties of trees and plants they had found. We had not seen each other in months and it was always good to meet like this. Ichom was showing more than. She looked at her hair. It was too late to find a salon and she didn’t even have a scissors to try to straighten it out, so she just combed it as neatly as she could. She was running out of time, so she skipped her makeup entirely. She dressed in the clothes she had picked out, threw a quick sandwich together, put it in cooler along with an apple and can of soda. She took some money, picked up her phone and stuck it all in her pocket; then grabbed her keys, the cooler and left, locking the. Kenny as a private eye, screeched to a halt outside Paul's house; using his CB he announced "CALLING PAUL JUTRAS! PAUL, COME IN!" Kenny ran to the front door of Paul's house. "Paul!" he shouted. "A monster is loose in Ogunquit." "Calm down, Kenny." Paul told him. "There's no case we can't solve and no monster we can't catch." "He knocks over garbage cans," said Kenny as Paul let him in. "He breaks branches off trees. He stares at people with his yellow eyes. That last part is why I came here..