”“Who gets offices?” Tasha asked.“There will be some sharing, but Elyse, Cindi, me, and the support team - because they need quiet - will get ...rivate offices. Dave chose to sit with his team in a cubicle. We’ll reserve two of the eight offices to keep open for anyone to use who needs privacy. That leaves two further offices open at the moment.”“So I’m in an office?” Cassie asked.“Yes. We’re using the second executive-sized office for the support team. For now, you and Zeke will share, but there. Mrs. Austin is my mom." How about I just call you 2?" Not number 2 ... to two ... Too, Mom is Wendy, I'm Wendy Also ... Junior is the third and I can tell you right now ... don't call her Third or Trey ... she has a cousin Trey." Trey is a pain in my fundament," said Junior ... trying to be polite but she spoiled it by slapping herself on the ass. "Big pain!"Too agreed, "Trey is a real problem ... all of the cousins are. As much as I hate to say it ... Junior is special. Junior ... quit. After he finished showering and what not, he stopped to clean and reassemble his gun, something he’d forgotten to do the night before. Even if this case looked to be relatively straightforward, Taylor never liked leaving the house unarmed if he could help it.Grabbing his phone, he saw an email from someone named Loren Dashel. It was an unusual name, especially since the picture in the email signature at the bottom of the message showed Loren to be a man, and not a woman as Taylor had first. I took her home, then came back to the house to make dinner for my housemates. At dinner, we talked about Christmas break. Julia and Stephie were leaving on Friday afternoon and evening, respectively; Elyse, Jackie and Cindi all planned to leave early on Saturday morning; Katy’s flight wasn’t until Sunday morning. Dave was going to give Julia a ride to the airport and he’d head to Ohio on Saturday morning. I’d take Stephie to the airport. She’d be sending some of her things home by mail or UPS.