She wanted to sell her condo, but felt that she had to beautify some aspects of it first – her damn cat had done quite a number on the walls and car...et. Pierre had volunteered to put in laminate flooring to replace the shredded carpet, patch up the holes and scratches in the wall, and give it all a fresh coat of paint.When he first offered his help, three weeks ago, it was under the understanding that his wife, Joanne, and her sister would help him. As luck would have it, his wife told him a. "Get out of this house," I said to him. "Get out now while you can still walk upright."Without a word to either my sister or me the young man bolted for the door and was gone in seconds flat."All right Jackie," I said in a softer tone of voice. "What were you up to with that fellow." His name is Stan," Jackie said as she got up off the floor. "We were just fooling around that's all."I stood looking at my sister who defiantly refused to button her blouse even though she was exposed. I could see. The police were called, but they didn’t attend until nearly three quarters of an hour had past. And to start with, they didn’t appear to be very interested, suggesting that Cassandra had probably decided to walk back to our hotel on her own. But then one of the kitchen staff – who’d been asked by the restaurant’s manager to take a good look around — returned with Cassandra’s handbag that he’d found in a bin at the end of the alley. But he had seen no sign of Cassandra herself. One of the. I owed her something."I don't have much of chance of pulling this off by myself. I needed a partner. Someone I could trust with my life. Someone who wouldn't bail on me. Someone who has a stake in the outcome." Just exactly what are you trying to 'pull off' as you put it?" I want Alfonso. I want his head on a table with a rag stuffed in his mouth, just like he did to Hurley. Then I want to feed him to the 'gators. I want to teach that fucking Mexican what happens to people who mess with me and.