Spent four hours in back of freezing cab while sun passed overhead. First greeting me from the left, then by afternoon, warming up my right. Eyes fixe... on street, waiting. Seems like I never get around the waiting. Crime novels have hero sitting with cup of coffee in stylish muscle car, outside of residence. Hero waits for signal. Hero waits for suspect. Hero jumps valiantly from car and finishes climactic battle with scum. Saves day. Took five pages. Read it in two minutes, tops. Life not like. I had a banknote ready, which I gave to the boy after the Saudi had confirmed he owned the garages. The lad seemed pleasantly surprised: he had only tried to be helpful, without expecting anything in return.“Want to see?” asked the Saudi, nodding to the row of boxes.“Yes, please.”“Where your car?”I sighed. K-T just came rolling around the corner, like a dog who had decided to ignore the ‘stay!’ command to see what his owner was up to. I didn’t think it was a good idea to point out my. Itensed up and stopped myself from ducking or cowering. Above us in oneshadowy corner of the room I could see Debbie, or most of Debbie. I couldsee her face smiling and her torso but from the waist down it wasdifficult to decern Debbie from the shadow."Hey, Debbie!" Lucas called. "How you doing today?" Hey Lucas, thanks for coming again," Debbie replied, "I'm ok. Stilltrying to look on the positive side of things. But I discovered a new'talent' today which I'm not too pleased about but overall. Her hips were growing steadily, but she secretly wanted more. That night she walked in on Courtney having sex that night, with not one, but two seniors from the football team.“Mmm, yeah, suck that dick!"“Yeah. Spit on it!"“Yeah...”Kayla was taken aback but not surprised. But what did surprise her was this...“Kayla. If I tell you this, would you promise to keep it between us?"“Yeah, what?"“Um... I think I like girls."“Like... Bisexual?" Kayla said.“Yeah, that.”“What... Makes you think that?".