She kept the money in a money belt which she wore everywhere, except for baths and for bed. I was delighted for her.We were going to have to search al... of Las Vegas in an effort to find Hudson. To do that, I needed his picture. When we returned from supper, two daguerreotypes of Hudson were lying on the bed. I took one and gave the other to Abi. She changed back into her men's clothes so that we could go into saloons without raising annoying side issues.On our way out, I asked the hotel desk. Benjie was still out with his mates at his music gig. Jane was reading a book in the living room, directly underneath Alice’s bedroom. After a while she could hear Alice’s bedframe squeaking and then some very distinct noises from above. It actually had an effect on Jane as she realised that Alice and John were appreciating the effects of Alice wearing Jane’s best sheers. Jane had been widowed for five years and not had sex in about seven years. Her husband Mike had been quite ill with heart. “Where’s the bedroom?” He took her by the hand and led her to his room. They got to his room and he immediately pinned her against the wall. “Mmmm…What are you gonna do?” “What do you want me to do?” “You’re the man, you’re in charge.” He liked this. Power was quite a thrill for him. He suddenly stepped back. “Strip for me. Make it good,” he ordered. She obeyed. She undid the clasp on the front of her bra, holding her breasts together as she did so. She started to dance around him,. ”What?“What?”“Faart not ask for anything,” he repeats. “Exit through dark corner over there.”Penelope swivels around to peer into the darkness. She doesn’t see anything right away so slowly she gets onto her hands and feet and crawls over. And sure enough there is an opening just large enough for someone her size to fit through.The little shit is right.“But what about the information?” she asks the cat.“I know how you can get into Geubert’s cell,” Faart offers.How?“How?”“A key,” he answers..