The hotel is a five story brownstone. A dump. Serious money talk convinced the owner to finally meet me at a nearby upscale restaurant. A few blocks u...wind.Couldn’t touch the brownstone for a hundred grand. We haggled like two mean dogs over a bone! Finally, the former owner pried two hundred and twenty five grand from my tight fist!He acted pissed when he stomped away. But I know an act when I see one. He cried all the way to the bank I bet! I acted pissed too.I’m the new current owner. Okay. They actually did make it all the way to the bedroom before he removed his suit coat and Jill began undoing his tie and the buttons to remove his shirt. He meanwhile unzipped her dress, pealed it off her shoulders letting it drop to the floor. He unclasped her bra releasing her ample globes, while she quickly undid his stained slacks as she pushed him back onto the bed. With his legs hanging off the edge of the bed, Jill got down on her knees, removing the remainder of his clothing, then rose. I can swim... quite a lot...” again the look of contemplation appeared on her face, I noticed a small wrinkle appear beside her left eye that wasn’t mirrored on her face. She lifted one of her slim hands and held her nose while forming the thumb and forefinger of her other hand into a circle and lifting it up and down beside her head. She burst out laughing and dropped her mime as she saw the look of perplexity on my own face.I shook my head, quietly laughing. “Sa...’snockling’...?” she. " Confusion hadturned into nervousness it seemed as Katie was looking for the words."Why was my mother calling you?" I sneered at the thought of my mother,who other than a few odd text messages had only attempted to call meonce and that was about two weeks after Dick's rant. I urged Katie tospit it out.Katie looks down, taking a deep breath at the same time. She looks backup at me with a new emotion. Sympathy. "Your mother called me to tellyou your father is dead." I just stare at Katie. .