Chapter Fourteen
Mrs. Fenwick arises.
“You’ll probably want to get back to your notes.”
I nod. My note pad awaits and I do not want our readers to miss a word of her adventure, though her story is so vividly imprinted on my mind that I am sure my powers of recall will suffice.
We return to the hallway. I notice that Henry is gone from where he was earlier leashed. Mrs. Fenwick resumes.
The cash extracted from the various low life drug dealers enabled me to relocate to better facilities. I moved to a much classier hotel and purchased a high quality videotape machine...one which though designed for the consumer could be used to edit and duplicate videos.
The last tape needed to be carefully presented. You remember that when I arrived at the Palacio I was initially fitted with slim w
