Missy looked at her confused. "A secure brothel?" She hadn't heard of a thing, but she had been rather sheltered about such places.

The confusion didn't leave her when 'he' spoke. "Burglar? I have no clue what you are saying. But I always thought you police types would help people. And I could really use a hand. I don't think it's a big deal for a woman to feel lonely when she has ta chase her man all over the place. Please, if you can't help me find him, can you give me some advice at all what I should do?" She sighed and whether it was on purpose or not, she certainly leaned closer to Fanny on one hand giving a better view down the dress.