Sgt. N'gomo, it read."I remember you, Officer. You responded to Maureen's call when Karen's parents made a nuisance of themselves."The cop swallowed. ...Yes, you're right. You were with the pretty Italian girl." She blushed under the dark skin. "How is Maureen? How does she cope with Karen's death?"Joey wagged his head. "At first it tore her up bad. I mean, with Karen gone and her daughter gone, she was really alone. That's how we came together. We both needed some comfort, I guess." But how come. Do tell, I replied excitedly. Jean-Baptiste nodded and showed me the business card of Francisco & Associates, Attorneys of Law, along with pictures he’d taken of the place. Cute, I said. The firm owns a small office building on Baseline Road near Algonquin College, Jean-Baptiste smiled. I can’t wait to get started, he beamed excitedly. Glad to see you’re back in action, I said with false cheer. Nice isn’t it? Jean-Baptiste said, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. I met a serious hottie at. This was sick! Did she want this?! Thats right, my little whore, Kurt leaned closer to her, whispering into her ear. His breath smelled like cigarettes, and there was a harshness behind the way he spoke. She could tell that when he took ownership of her while speaking, he really believed it. Is that what would happen to her here, she wondered. Would she simply become his slave and fuck toy&hellip, It was a better option than to be killed or dumped in a ditch somewhere, she supposed. But still a. " Well, let's go out of the docks area and wander through the Spa area." Sounds fun," Charlotte said without enthusiasm."Then lets go," responded Kelly, tactfully ignoring the reluctance.They walked past many old buildings and as they walked down the road Kellysuddenly said, "Let's go down here, you might find this a bit of achange."Charlotte, who was now getting a bit tired nodded her head and followed."What's down here?" This is Cromwell Street." Sorry but that means nothing to me," said.