"Oh, you mean Ruby? Heh heh heh, that is right. We are friends too. A mighty fine woman, that."

Bernard curbed the urge to shudder, as he could imagine just how fine a woman she was with the way the man was smacking his lips while tugging on his goatee.

"You meant she was not the owner but only rented the house?" Bernard asked again.

Yes, na, shebi, I am the one in charge of her place; can I tell you lies? In fact, she paid for it installmentally. As you know, I wouldn't do that for just anyone, but being protective of women, I couldn't possibly send the woman...