Fact Finding Tour: Day 1

I went back to the drawer, his underwear drawer that is, the next day to have another look at the evidence. I wanted to check his credit card number against the one on the hotel receipt, but it was gone. No matter, I had my scanned copy of it so I just used that. My next stop was downstairs to the file cabinet to take a look at his credit card statements.
He had taken to locking the file cabinet a while ago, and kept the key out of sight. It lived under the old work gloves with the 2 screwdrivers on top, next to the key rack...at least it did until now. It was gone! Well, that just made me want to get in to the cabinet all the more. What could he be hiding in there? This was just too deliciously tempting for me. I had to get in there. I would find that key. It was like he was daring me to find it. The challenge was on. Something you need to know about me is that when I was a child I always found where my mother hid the Christmas presents. Every year she would pick a different spot, and every year I would find them. She even started wrapping them as soon as she got them home so I couldn't tell what they were even if I did find them. I got very adept at peeling back tape and re-wrapping gifts. Well, that locked file cabinet was like a big gift, all wrapped up, just taunting me. I couldn't resist sneaking a peek to see what was inside. But first I had to find that key. Hmmm...where to start? Ah, yes...I must think like Dick...scary place that is inside his head, but I had to do it. Think simple, I told myself. It has to be somewhere near by. I opened the top drawer of the work bench and began searching through all the little compartments full of screws, nails, nuts and bolts, rubber bands and...hello...keys. The key was right there under a bunch of rubber bands. Dam...that was no challenge at all. It was kind of a let down to have found it so quickly. He really didn't put much thought into his hiding process. But, then I realized that he did think he had to. He had no idea that I was on to him. That was when I decided to never let on that I knew anything until I was absolutely ready. I would not act any different towards him no matter what I found out. If he even suspected that I knew anything he might start being more careful and I couldn't have that. At this point I decided to suspend my snooping for the day. I had only come home from the hospital the day before and I wasn't supposed to be up and about except for trips to the bathroom and for meals. I had to start taking better care of myself...you know, heal up and get well so I could kick his ass to the curb!! I was suddenly so exhausted it was all I could do to close the drawer and get back upstairs to my recliner. I got myself all comfy and fell off to sleep with a feeling of satisfaction that put a little smile on my face.