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penny for your thoughts?” Dr. Adler broke the silence, and looked at her.
    She could feel the heat on her face, and knew he couldn’t tell she was blushing because of the dark car interior. Despite her condition she smiled at him. “Maybe I should share what I was thinking.” She weighed the risks. “Do you think I’m pretty Dr. Adler?”
    “Alexis, we’ve discussed your looks many times. You still deny what I keep telling you. You are no longer the ugly child who came to live at the home. I’ve shown you the pictures of how pretty…no, how beautiful you are. You need to understand what a beautiful butterfly you’ve turned into.” He looked over again briefly, and she turned towards the side window.
    “If I’m as beautiful as you say I am, then why am I still at the home, and how come…no never mind.”
    “Alexis, maybe riding in the car like this…you can share what you resist sharing when we’re talking in my office. Tell me what you were thinking, please.”
    She wanted to tell him what she was going to ask, but she liked what she had, and didn’t want to jeopardize it.
    “Alexis, we’ve spent years together. You must know by now that you can say anything, or ask me anything. Please tell me what you were really going to ask me.”
    She turned quickly to face him. “So, if you think I’m so beautiful how come you can ignore it so well?”

Chapter 8
     
    Mike was not in favor of my doing the investigation. I wasn’t at all surprised. Mike knew about those other times I could have lost my life. The idea of Mike doing the investigation was appealing. However, I had made the commitment to Stephen and had to at least attempt to identify the blackmailer.
    I headed to my apartment to change into some darker clothes. I had decided to go to the drop location to see if I could spot who was picking up the blackmail money. Stephen told me he was going through with the drop, but indicated he was losing his patience.
    I called Stephen hoping to catch him at his office.
    He answered the phone, which didn’t surprise me. “Hi Stephen, Scott.”
    “Hi Scott. Have you decided to help?”
    “Let’s just say that I’m going to go to the drop location tonight to see if I can learn anything. We’ll discuss things later. Are you still going through with the drop?”
    “I don’t have any choice at this point in time, but putting all those green hundreds in the bag…well, as I said, I’m losing my willingness to continue this. At some point, one of us has to stop, or be stopped.”
    “Okay. I’m willing to help tonight, but…let’s just see how tonight goes.”
    “Thanks Scott.”
    “Now, let me see if I got the details correct. You go to the Dudley Street station and as you enter, there’s a column with the street name sign on it. It’s the only column someone would see leaving the station. In front of it is a metal bench. You stand on the bench and put the bag of money behind it on the metal cross rail. Is that correct?”
    “That’s correct Scott. The station is not in the most desirable section of Roxbury, and is normally pretty deserted at night. However, you need to be careful that nobody sees what you’re doing.”
    “Do you have any suggestion as to where I can watch who picks the money up?”
    Stephen didn’t immediately answer. “Good question. Let me think about that for a second.”
    I was getting concerned Stephen hadn’t thought about that.
    “Well Scott, you need to be close enough to spot someone standing on the bench to get the money and close enough to see if you can identify the person. However, you need to be far enough away not to be seen yourself, or be seen hanging out in the area.”
    I immediately thought about the Mission Hill gang that was involved in kidnapping men, and some women, for the torso killers. I recalled being held captive by one of the women and got a chill up my spine. That was one of the reasons Mercedes wanted me to stay away from investigations.
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