He gets himself a bowl, turns on the TV, and enjoys the delicious meal he made. It's the perfect end to a perfect weekend.Jerry's perfect weekend pays...dividends when he gets home from work the next few days. How convenient it is to have a great tasting meal ready to go in the fridge. He likes coming home, rolling up a joint, warming up dinner, and relaxing the rest of the night, watching TV, or listening to records.Tuesday night he is listening to a record, when his phone rings."Hello?" Hi,. I had a gut feeling before the abduction that we might need to take a hostage, and, apparently, I was right. Being a private dick can often blur the lines of ethics, so that such things as what I was doing become quite acceptable after a while. I considered that to be an occupational hazard.Heather and I waited for a few more minutes, and then we pounced, grabbing the pair, roping them, and putting the bags over their heads before they had a chance to warn anyone.They muffled some outraged. " That depends on what you're willing to do," Mike said. "There's work out there, but most kids are too lazy or think the job is beneath them. If you're really serious, I think I can help you find something that pays reasonably well." Mike! The poor girl is still in the hospital. And I don't want to see her grades suffer because of work." Mom," I butted in quickly. "I promise you that if in any class this year at any time, if I get less than an A, I will stop working."Cathy's jaw dropped. "Hey. The next morning Luci woke up in a cab driving around the neighborhood. ?Were to Miss? Your faire has been paid.? ?Wa-what? Were am I?? ?Your in a cab in your neighborhood, I just don’t know which house is yours.? ?17 Cherry Tree Lane.? ?Were on our way Miss.?Shortly after they arrived at her house. She groggily got out of the cab, said thank you to the driver and stumbled up her steps. Had all this been real? Had those horrible things really happened.