The chiming of the church carillon near by reminded him that it was almost his dinner time. No chance to stop for a bite now, he thought to himself, s...itting into the into the street's littered gutter, hungry to finish the mystery once and for all. He'd wolf down something when he got back home. Then he remembered, Pavlov... the Russian Mafia... and bodies disappearing. Yes, the City Pound! It wasn't horse-meat they were serving the mutts, but evidence! Not Purina, but pure evil!He would sure. He noticed her disheveled appearance and asked her what had happened. She blurted out a lie about how the young mechanic had tried to take advantage of her. She also let Sam know that she had managed to get away before he actually did anything. Megan’s stomach churned as she told her father the lie, ‘Why do I feel so rotten? He’s nothing, why should I care what happens to him?’ Sam fumed as he observed the torn dress and the dirty hand print on her upper arm. He comforted Megan, and when she. "Sam, I want to talk to you later."I looked a question at her, but she shook her head."Later, Sam." Sure, Mrs. D."With that, she invited us in for lemonade. Mrs. D noticed when Rick paused and looked at the swimming pool, blue and shimmering in the bright sun. She laughed."Before lunch, Rick?"He almost jumped with joy."Sure, Mrs. D!"She surveyed the rest of us, hot and a little flushed after the trip with the Jeep's air-conditioning straining to keep things livable, and figured out immediately. She was moaning with pleasure. Before I can move more, the calling bell rang. It was her daughter Saloni, who disturbed our romance. We immediately dressed up and I hurriedly went into the cupboard to hide. Aunty went and opened the door. Saloni came back from college and went in the washroom to get fresh up. In the meantime, I escaped from her home. In the evening, Uncle came to our home and said that he has to go to Chandigarh for a meeting as the person who needed to go had canceled due to.