He was quiet for a few seconds she could hear his breathing across the line.She could tell she had disappointed him with her words. He did not say a w...rdto her. He let her stew about this for a few minutes until she could not takethe silence any longer and she spoke again. "Sir…." she did not get a chance to finish her question "Very good pet!" She could tell she suddenly pleased him. "Youwill be a quick pupil." Out of the blue her spirits lifted knowing he was happy although she hadno clue. He always wins.” Said Richie. “You be quite.” Said Mandy. She made a face at her son. “I guess that’s it then. Night Buck.” Said Richie. I was just about ready to get off the couch. “Hold up Buck. I know I don’t have money but there must be something we can play to get my money back. I need to feed boring boy over there. For the week.” Said Mandy. “Ummm…Maybe.” I said. I had a big smile on my face. I was wondering how far I should take this. I was friends with Richie. I would hate. Before things got off to a bad start, I spoke. "Commissioner, I am John Gray. You knew that, but I thought I could get it out of the way, so you and I can talk turkey. Your situation is the only thing on my mind, right now, so rather than think of me as an albatross you have to entertain, think of me as your best friend."The President sent me here to cut through the red tape, paper work, and bureaucracy, so you can get what you need, when you need it, as fast as it can be delivered to you. I. Mr Cohen, in room twenty-one, had the bathroom that he had to access from the veranda, which is where I had spied on him and Lupe before. There was a hole between a glass brick section and the rest of the wall, from where I had managed to view the action inside the bedroom.Room twenty-four also had a separate bathroom, with access from the veranda. I could work that out just by looking at the doors on the opposite veranda. But what I did not know is whether there would be any holes in the wall.