You see, aside from Damien Black’s house, the only place the little rhesus had actually brewed coffee was the Sanchezes’ apartment. (Although, in this case, things were slightly more complex, as this monkey was a creature of habit with a habit.) The answer is (again) quite simple: Monkeys are creatures of habit. It is, after all, a perfectly reasonable thing to be wondering.
Now, I’m sure you’re wondering why (given all the coffeemakers in all the kitchens in the city) the rhesus came to Dave’s apartment to brew his coffee. The rhesus simply bared his teeth at Sticky and ambled across the counter toward the coffeemaker. “Ay caramba, no!” Sticky cried, moving lickety-split across the kitchen ceiling. Sure enough, a satchel-toting monkey swung in through the Sanchezes’ kitchen window. One that was worse (much worse) than the hissing and spitting of a turbocharged cat. It was, as you may recall, a sound Sticky recognized. So! Now that you know what happened up on Raven Ridge, let’s quit stopping in our tracks and get back to Sticky and the sound he heard, shall we?
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