Book3:WereMyDreamIs

thedthehaironhissmallheadandsaid,“Goodboy!Goodboy!Youhavedoneagreatjob.It’stimetotakeyoubacktoyourmistress.Shehasn’tseenyoualfternoonandmustbemissingyou.”HeputMaureendownontothegroundandtappinghiswhitee,walkedwithhimtowardstheentrahealley.

    Ohersideofthewarehouse,justseparatedbyawall,Mr.FingerandViowerefastasleepoemporarybedinasecludederoftheirsecrethideout.Mr.Fingerwasthefirstto.Gngatthefierysettingsunoutsidethewindow,heyawned,feelingitwastooearlyandtherewasstillotoftimetokill.Thevarioussexuallypredatoriactivitieshehadretlyattemptedtocarryouthadallfailedandhadbroughtdownafirestormofedprotestsfromtheresidentsandtightenedsurveilnthepolice.Asaresultthetwoofthemhadtoworksurreptitiously,onlygoingoutundercoverofdarknessandyingltheday.Nowthathewasawake,Mr.Finger’seyesweresharpandagileasever,lookingalroundhimasifplottingsomethingnefarious.Vioopenedhereyes.SeeingMr.Finger’sexpression,sheasked,

    “Iaskedyoutouseyourbrainsandthinkofawayoutofourpresentstagnantsituation.IwantedyoutofindtheweaklinkinDimitri’sinnercirclesowegetinandlookforanopportunitytotakeohebeautiesashostage.Didyoueventhinkaboutit?”

    “Don’tbesoimpatient”repliedMr.Fingeryawning.“Iwasjustonthevergeofabreakthrough,butyouinterruptedmewithyingandnowIhavelostthethreadofmythoughts.”

    “Nonsense!”saidViogivinghimawhiteeye.“Idon’tbelieveawordyousay!Ifyouhaveanynewidea,justspititoutandstopkeepingmeinsuspense.”

    “OnyselfinthebackyardofAisha,oneofDimitri’sbeauties.Shewasswimmingpsinherpoolextremelyfastaicallyasif