Sneaky

Justina, that sneaky little bitch. She didn't come back on Saturday. She's in the big city with her boyfriend, the problematic taco-guy. My mom asked me to contact her... actually, I begged her to let me do the investigative work. Down & dirty with the nittygritty, as they say. I pretended to be a friend that was looking for her. The only result was uncovering a web of lying housewives, or maids, that are all in on the plot to keep and prostitute our maid.

Well that's my theory, anyway.

But maybe she found true love and never wants to return to a world that resembles slavery, even though she lives with loving people, eats good food and has air conditioning. Or maybe she's in a hostage situation. Either way, next stop is Telmex to check the addresses on some phone numbers.

Until next time,

Detective M, private eye.