ents everywhere. Every place my eye touched, I saw light blue. Even her desk was light blue.

To anyone not seeing this, you'd think it would be too much, like a horrible explosion of light blue. Or perhaps what you'd think of if some crazed maniac had snuck into a room and made everything light blue after a night of drinking and drugs. But it was neither of these things. It was tastefully done in a way I wouldn't have thought possible.

But the excessive blues were not what surprised me the most. It was the woman. For someone named Ms. Blanc (or effectively Ms. White), I expected something about her to live up to her name. Her hair, her taste in color, her clothes, her complexion, something.

Instead, she was a beautiful woman with smooth, chocolate brown skin, sleek and flowing golden hair, and a very apparent love for light blue. Who'd have thought I'd be having so much trouble finding any white in the office of Ms. Blanc?

"Ma'am, Fumantes will be here in a few minutes, but I did have a question or two more for you," Tego said.

"Of course. Ask me anything you want, but first, who is this lovely lady at your side?" Ms. Blanc asked, her tone warm and very friendly.

"This is Ms. Aduro. She is here to help detain Fumantes. What we'd like to know is if there are any secret passage ways or entrances and exits onto this property which might be used in an escape," Tego asked lightly, as if the answer didn't really matter, but he was asking because of my concerns.

Ms. Blanc gave us a highly amused look before gracefully getting to her feet. "My good man, and darling woman, even if I had such lovely things, do you think I'd tell you?"

"Of course you don't want to tell us," I said, my voice as calm and unassuming as possible even as I watched Ms. Blanc float around the room. "But it is extremely important if we are to be successful. You see, Fumantes cannot be trusted, especially if she feels trapped. I know she will have researched any and every possible escape route from this dwelling, including the secret ones. We just want to secure them so she is unable to utilize them."

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But the exCeSsive BLues werE NoT WHAt sURprised me the mOst. It was the WOmaN. For soMeOne NAmed Ms. blanc (Or EFfeCtively Ms. WhIte), I Expected sOmethiNG about hER to live Up to heR naMe. HEr haIR, hEr TasTe IN coLOr, Her CLotHes, her coMpLeXion, sOmetHING.

instEad, She wAs a beAutiful woman wIth SmooTH, chOcolaTe broWn skIn, Sleek And floWing gOlDen hair, and a very AppaRent love fOr lIgHt bLuE. Who'd HAve thoUghT I'd Be havinG so much TRouBlE FINdIng any white in the ofFiCE Of ms. Blanc?

"MA'am, FumANtEs WIll be herE iN a fEw miNUTes, buT I diD HaVe a questIon or tWO mOrE for you," teGo said.

"of CouRse. ask me ANythIng you Want, but fIrst, wHO is this lovely lADy at your side?" MS. blANC aSKed, hEr tOne warm and vEry fRIendLy.

"ThIS iS Ms. aDuro. SHe is hErE To HElp detain Fumantes. WhAt We'd likE to knOw is if there arE any secret PASSage ways Or enTRaNCes and exits ontO this Property whICh might bE used In an escaPe," Tego askED Lightly, aS if The AnsWer DIDn'T really matter, BUT he wAs Asking bEcaUse of my ConCerNs.

MS. BlAnC gave us a hIghly amuSeD lOoK bEfoRe graCEfully geTtIng To Her Feet. "MY Good maN, and dArliNg WoMAn, eVen if I hAD sUCH lovElY tHingS, do YoU thinK I'd tELl yOu?"

"Of couRse you don'T waNT to tElL uS," I said, mY voice as calm aNd Unassuming As PosSible eVEN as I watcHed Ms. Blanc float around thE Room. "But It iS extrEmelY importanT if We are tO be SUccessFul. You See, FuMaNteS CAnnot BE TrUstEd, Especially IF She Feels TrAppeD. I know sHe will have researchED anY and every possIblE escAPE rOutE FrOM thIs DWelLINg, including the sEcret ones. WE jUSt Want to secuRE thEm So she is Unable tO utilIZe them."

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ents everywhere. Every pla ce my eyetouch ed,  Isa w li ghtblue. Even her desk  was light blue.

To a nyone  n o t se e in g thi s, you' d  t h i nkit  w oul db etoo m uch , likea horrible  ex pl osion of lig h tblue. Or p erh aps what you 'dthinkof  if somecra zed m aniach ad snu ck into a  r o om and made ev e r yt hing  light blue after an ight of drinki ng and  d r ug s .  Bu t i t was neit he r oft hese th i ng s . Itw as tastefully  done in aw ayI woul dn 'th ave th ought  p o ssi ble.

But t he e xcessivebluesw ere not what su rprise d m e t he m o st .Itwa s  th e  w oma n . F or someo ne  n amedMs.B l a n c (o r e ffec tivel y Ms. White),  Iexpe c ted  some thing  abo ut  herto liv e upto  her name. Herhair , her tas tein  co lo r, he r  cloth es,  he r compl exion,s ome th i n g .
Instead, she wasab e au tiful wo man wi t hsm o oth, cho co lat e br o w n ski n, s l ee k and fl owingg ol de n hair,  a nd a v er y a ppa rentl ovefor li ght blue . Who ' d have thought I'd be having so m uc h  tro ubl e finding a ny w h itein t h eoff i ce of  Ms.Bl a nc ? 

"Ma'am, Fumanteswi ll beherein a few minu tes, but I d i d have a  que s ti o n or two morefor y ou," Tegos aid.

"O f cou rse. Ask  me anyth i n g you wa nt,  bu t f irs t ,  w ho is this lo v e ly l ad y at yo urside?"Ms.  Bl anc  as ke d, her to ne warman dve ry  fr iendl y .

"This  i s M s.  Ad uro.S he ishereto h el pd eta in Fuma n te s .  Wha twe 'd l ike  t o kno w is ifthere a re any se cre t  pas sa ge  ways o r entrances a nd  exits ont othi s prop e r ty which  might be used in an es c ape," T ego  aske d li ghtly, as  if  the a nsw e r didn 't rea lly m at ter , but h e wa s a sk ing becaus e ofmy co nc erns .

Ms.Blanc gave us a hi g hly  amused lookbef oreg r ac efu l ly get ti n g t o her feet. "My g ood man, a nd da rling woma n , e ve n if Ihad suc h lov e ly thin gs, do yo u think I 'd  tel l you ?"

"Of co urse you  don't wa n t tot el l us, " I  said,  m y v oiceas cal m  an d una ssumin gas pos sible  e ven as I  watched Ms. Blanc floa t arou nd th e r oom. "But  it isextremely  imp ortant ifweare  to b e s u ccess ful. Yo u s e e, Fu mant e s cannotb etru s t ed , especiall y i f s he fe els trappe d. I  know she will ha v e researched a ny a n d  ev ery poss ib le escape rout e f ro m this dwe ll ing, includ ing these c ret o nes. W e just  want t o se c ure th em s o s he is una ble  t o  utiliz eth e m."

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ents everywhere._Every place_my eye touched, I_saw light_blue._Even her_desk_was light blue.

To_anyone not seeing_this, you'd think it_would be too_much,_like a horrible explosion of light blue. Or perhaps what you'd think of if_some_crazed maniac_had_snuck_into a room and made_everything light blue after a_night of_drinking and drugs. But it was neither of_these_things. It was_tastefully done in a way I wouldn't have thought_possible.

But the excessive blues were not_what surprised me_the_most._It was the woman._For someone named Ms. Blanc (or_effectively Ms. White), I expected something_about her to live up to her_name. Her hair, her taste in_color, her clothes, her complexion,_something.

Instead, she_was a beautiful woman with_smooth, chocolate brown_skin, sleek_and flowing golden_hair, and a very apparent love_for light blue._Who'd have thought I'd be having_so_much trouble finding_any_white_in the_office of Ms._Blanc?

"Ma'am,_Fumantes will_be_here in a few minutes, but_I_did have a question or two more_for you," Tego said.

"Of_course._Ask me anything you_want, but first, who is_this lovely lady at your side?"_Ms. Blanc_asked, her_tone warm and very friendly.

"This is Ms. Aduro. She is here_to help detain Fumantes. What we'd_like to know is_if there_are_any secret passage_ways_or entrances_and exits onto this property which might_be used_in an escape," Tego asked lightly,_as if the answer_didn't_really matter, but he was asking_because of my concerns.

Ms. Blanc gave_us a highly amused look_before_gracefully_getting to her feet. "My_good man, and darling woman, even_if I had_such lovely things, do you think I'd_tell_you?"

"Of course you don't want to_tell_us," I said, my voice as_calm_and_unassuming as possible even as_I watched Ms. Blanc float around_the room. "But it is extremely important if we_are to be_successful. You see, Fumantes cannot_be_trusted,_especially if she feels trapped. I know she will have_researched any_and every possible_escape route from this dwelling, including the secret ones. We_just want to secure them so she_is unable to utilize them."

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