She's engulfed in her phone. All clear I dove back in savoring each sniff, knowing ill only be able to get a few in. They smelt sooo good. I heard her...coming back so I pick myself up. I call the cat over which works to my advantage bc he shares my fondness of her shoes. So I'm able to lean in and sneak a quick sniff as I play with kitty right near the couch she's sitting on. After a lil while both Tiffany and my gf leave the room and go to the kitchen. They're barely gone before I pounce onto. . the whole house, in fact. She looked at Mike and reached into his coat and got his wallet out so she could show it to Robert. Who was wiping a tear from his eye, he was so touched with what Mike had said.Sandra opened the wallet and showed Robert Mike's ID, both driver's license and his former FBI ID.Robert took the wallet handed it back to Mike. Then grabbed Mike by the arm and walked him though the door and down the hall.Mike was surprised and couldn't think, as he was man handled. He was. "Conch texted his address and I threw on a tank top and jeans and drove to his place.His apartment was small, similar to mine, but with two small bedrooms. It had an old corduroy sofa where two of his friends sat playing video games on a television which had to be at least sixty inches. The apartment smelled of food, cigarette smoke, and stale farts. It was gross. "There's some in the bathroom if you want to test it before buying," Conch said without removing his focus from the video game.I. She stares at his crazed face as he smiles drooling as she slices through his fingers cutting the side of his face.“That hurts so good!” He screams out.“What’s wrong with you?” He holds out his hand as his fingers almost instantly regrow. “I can fight all night long baby, don’t underestimate me!”“He’s doping.” She says concerned.“Elinore.” A voice rings out through her head.She looks around before staring at the sword. “Kaito!”“Are you okay?”She smiles. “I’m fine, thank you for worrying about.