I got down on my knees as I began to clean the grout as I saw Isabellado from time to time as I scoured the floor. It was not long beforeIsabella was...entering the room to chide me for my improper technique.There was an air of superiority in her tone as she corrected my form andhad me redo the cleaning that I had already done. It seemed so strangeto follow her orders, but it was exciting to be on the receiving end ofdirections for once, in a way that was so similar to what my Silvina hadgone. He looked for little things, small clues that gave them away. And the window ... the forever opened window. It didn't just allow a perfect view, it allowed uninhibited sounds to reach excited ears.Sometimes, a surprise. The first time he looked into the window and Sheila was by herself he was startled. Looking quickly around, he hesitated before again peeking in the window. Where was the husband? Was he lurking nearby?Within minutes the fear was shoved aside, replaced with the mesmerizing scene. This one was different. Jasmine had wanted to become a veterinarian her entire life. She had just opened her own practice a year prior. Work left her with little time to have a social life. She had dated here and there and her friends were always setting her up. Yet no one had ever made a real impact on her, that is until now. This one was unique. He just seemed to take her breath away. She was mesmerized by his presence. She couldn’t take her eyes off of him. Her pulse quickened and her body. “How so?” “I make my living from designing them,” she answered. “What the fuck?” the black guy asked. He grabbed the jacket of her uniform and shouted in her face: “Do you know how we got here? Who are you working for?” “I don’t know!” she cried and released his grip on her jacket. “Leave her alone,” I said to the black guy. “Why?” he turned to me. “She might know the only trace of how we got here. Because I ain’t know anything about it, that’s for sure.” “He has a point,” I admitted,.