She helped me fill in the order forms. "Better make sure the address isright this time!" she said. "I'll send these off with my next orders.You should...get the items within a week or so."Just then the doorbell rang and she went out of the room to answer thedoor. Moments later she came back in accompanied by a young woman ofabout my age. "This is my daughter Ann," she said to me. Turning toAnn, she added "And this is my next-door neighbour Dee. I discoveredthis morning that he likes wearing. After all, the children are your next of kin. That, and all Mary's money that dumbo Bill here, put in numbered Swiss bank accounts. I've got all the numbers and pass words, by the way." Angela waved a piece of paper she was holding in her other hand at me. "Bill was hopeless at paperwork. I should be set-up very nicely for the rest of my life, thank you." There's one thing I don't understand, Angela. Why did you wait until I got out of jail? Why didn't you and Simmons just run off and disappear. “Mmm ... That really feels good,” Kim murmured.Then Kim realized that Lisa’s green eyes were locked on her own. “Why, Kim?”“Why, what?”“You know damn well ‘why, what’! Why did you allow me to fuck Brad?”“Honest answer?”The girl just nodded her head vigorously.“Because, darling Lisa, as you told your story last night, I could truly feel your disappointment at never being able to fuck Brad or Ken. But particularly Brad, I guess. Ken was sort of attached, but Brad wasn’t. You wanted to thank him. He pulled out of the parking lot and started towards Sarah’s apartment.Hank pulled into her parking lot and Tyshawn pulled up next to him. Hank got out of the car and motioned for Tyshawn to follow him. They went up the stairs and then back into her apartment. He closed the door behind him and now Hank felt he was in a better place. He knew he had to keep Tyshawn here somehow. He could take him home to his own house but that did not seem right as he stood in Sarah’s apartment. This for.