I had to go back and see if it had been real or just a dream or hallucination caused by some bad booze.When I got to the club, it was just like I reme...bered it. Mike was taking the money at the door and some scrawny chick was dancing on the stage. I bought the two drink minimum and a plump waitress in an outfit that was supposed to look somewhat like a "French maid" plopped them on the table in front of me. I nursed them along and fended off the half-naked whores who thought I looked lonely. "You could see the tension form up in them again."Do you want us to take the clothing?" one of the techs asked.The detective looked at it and said, "No, my guess is what we reallyneed is in the computer. Just get a photo of each piece and I identifythe name on the label. Let's get out of here."The detective made a point of saying, "You'll let us know as soon asyour brother shows up?" He handed me his card.I promised I would but I didn't want to after the way they'd actedsince finding whatever. So delighted, so happy to be at her house and so full of energy and news. Now he might have broken bones, maybe even something fractured in his skull. She wished that she had not decided to drop Biology. Moving the sheet she touched his chest, feeling for obvious breaks but unsure what one would feel like if she did find one. She cursed her luck, her busted romantic trip, her chance to find out about how boys worked. She wondered if she had thought harder before he wandered off if she could. ” Jasmine placed her hands on her knees.“Its horrible what she does, Ms. Storey.” Rebecca said softly.“I agree. And it is criminal too.” Jasmine Storey decided that Rebecca could be trusted and that she would tell her everything that she had planned.“I’m going to cross check her punishments with the school’s punishment register. I know I won’t find any of what’s in her file in there, but I’m going to do it anyway.” Jasmine took a deep breath before continuing.“I’m then going to speak with Mrs..