Grace’s aunt and uncle came back from the funeral and all was well except for the fact that Grace couldn’t have Lorna over anymore. The rule in Lo...na’s rooming house was that a lady could have a visitor, only one, who had to have left by 10PM. No men were allowed except if they were a father or a brother (and they had to prove it). Although it didn’t allow for the two women to spend the night together, at least it was a room where they could make love, as long as they muffled their cries of. This Hague person knew too much without having any means to know it. A shudder went down her back. ‘O.K. Don’t phone anyone. Be at her house in half an hour. If we see any sight of the authorities the women are dead. Got that?’ ‘Indeed, I understand. I will be leaving the house in five minutes.’ Melissa hated to change plans in the middle of an operation. That always left loose ends. She had a mask just like Martin had. She’d rush to the house and wait for Mr Hague. She didn’t want to shoot. This time it came right up.I'd seen pictures but never the real thing. The most surprising thing was the amount of hair. I'd been in high school for four years so I'd seen lots of girls in gym class with varying amounts of hair. I shouldn't have been surprised that a man would have a lot of hair down there but I was. It was curly and just about the same color as the hair on his head. A very pretty brown. I checked to make sure he was still asleep and used my index finger to feel it. It was soft. No wonder the poor girl could barely walk straight.I helped get her back to the dining hall so she could sit down and eat. Julia saw us come in and brought over a plate of food as Sharice sat down. I smiled as she tore into her food as if she hadn’t eaten in a week and went to get my own lunch.As I was sitting down to eat, Antonio walked in. “I’ve been looking for you, Julien. You left your radio in the cart again, and I’ve been trying to get a hold of you. James is ahead of schedule, and will.