As all buildings this big, this one had it’s own elevator as well. They rang the bell and told Jennie over the intercom that they had a delivery. Je...nie told them that she would be down in a few minutes. A few minutes later Jennie appeared from the stairwell and walked over to the two black men delivering her package.Marcus: “Miss Mueller? Why didn’t you take the elevator?”Jennie: “Oh, I’m a little claustrophobic in elevators. My room is only on the seventh floor.”At that point Marcus realized. On the way to her room, I saw a few guests wandering around, petrified that someone might talk to me or notice the lingerie under my clothes or the shopping bag I had tucked inside the cleaning cart.When I arrived at 5B, I knocked gently on her door, then stood nervously waiting outside her room for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, after just a few minutes, she opened the door."Hello Brianna, come on in."I entered the room, noticing how messy it was. I had only just cleaned it the day. The training was instance a combination of drug and mind altering pervasion. This training had been invented by her Great grandfather’s father and perfected by the Laris family over the long years. The fist step is to administer a rather potent narcotic to the children called Loza. The drug Loza was highly addictive and had a powerful speed affect, just one small dose of the drug could keep a child up for four day without sleep. The other effects of the narcotic was a false sense of well being. He monitored the neighborhood from his porch, and if he saw something he didnt approve of he would summon that k1d to his porch for a lecture. One day, he had Monique over to help him around the house with some house cleaning. He paid her a few bucks so she could get things she wanted without asking her parents for them and to give her work place experience until she finally got her first job. Monique was scrubbing Uncle Grandpa Leon's bathtub when he walked by. 'That fat ass and fat juicy lips.