Melissa
“WHOA,” Sonnie says. “This is some pad.”
I swell with pride as I lead the way to Mr Henley’s front door. Stupid, I know.
I hand her a piece of paper with the alarm code written down. “The keypad is under the stairs, you have to be quick.”
“I’ll be like lightning.” She nudges me with her elbow as I sort through the keys. “Look at us little scrubbers from floor seven, making it all the way to Mr Henley’s place. Did you really do it? Sniff his underpants?”
“Course I do. I wear them on my head while I’m scrubbing.” I shoot her a goofy smile, and she laughs as I turn the key in the lock. “You have to be careful of Brutus,” I tell her. “Never come here without fish treats. I’ll give you a pack.”
“Cindy warned me already. Said he’s a monster.”
I feel strangely protective. “He’s not
