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Her uncle put his arm around her “There, there No need for tears”

Sa the driving tiain”

As before, it went straight to voice mail

CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX

The persons we eat with are the ones to kill us

– AFRICAN PROVERB –

The villa floor was flooded when Lazlo, Hank, and José arrived later thatdown

“Osmond,” José said

Hank gave an exasperated sigh, kicking at the hose that Osmond had hooked up to the water tank and draped over the deck into the opening “I told him to wet the floor, not drown it” He pulled out the hose, seeing nothing but a dribble of water co from the nozzle “Glad LaBelle’s not here to see this,” he said, cli down the ladder “Looks like the entire tank ended up down there”

Lazlo and José followed hi a couple of inches covering the floor below “You have to ads out the colors of the tiles”

“It does at that” Hank turned on the lae extension cord swinging below them

Lazlo moved around the tool bucket and stepped over a coil of rope to get to the rail José, however, didn’t see it, losing his footing , buo over,” he said, righting the lae “Hate to see ould happen if it hit the water”

Lazlo returned his attention to the ine what it would’ve looked like back in the day”

Hank nodded “I expect they’d have a couple of chairs on the far wall so one could sit and admire the beautiful floor”

“Or sit and admire where this map is hidden”