It’s a shell company. One of the last few remaining places that Clarissa and her former brother had left to hide in.’ Lacie’s hand tightened aro...nd Master’s collar, pulling herself closer. The pair emerged from the long hallway as Lacie buried her face in his chest. ‘But, she said you were about to lose everything…’ Lacie trailed off at the look of confusion on the handsome face mere inches from hers. The absolutely baffled look told her the truth. Clarissa had lied to her. To try and get her. I really wanted to do that but HE would be there. But then so would other people so he couldn’t do anything. But he might grope me when nobody is looking. If he did I could yell and then people would know what he had done. It all kept going round and round in my head. In the end the trains won, and I was riding up to his door just before 1900 on Thursday evening.“Hello Carl so glad you decided to come. I’m sure your going to enjoy what we do tonight.”“Thank you for inviting me Mr Rogers”I. Even though they were not so very far apart in age, Lizbet ached in sympathy for her little step-daughter, as at least when Husband had taken her, she had been with men before him. If what her sisterwives had said is true, then poor little Marisa had a very hard day ahead of her indeed, followed by harder days to come.The rest of the day rushed by, Marisa's small celebratory dessert being passed around and quickly consumed, three pies between 15 children and four adults gone all too soon, as. As I sat, headphones buried in my ears, intoxicating sounds started to take on new meaning, filling my head. Portishead’s honeyed tones taunting me, as I sat starring out the window, questioning over and over what was happening to me.The day proceeded as expected, my futile attempts at concentration failing, as I surreptitiously glanced at my phone, black teasing boxes appearing, toying with my mind throughout the day. Engaging in work discussions, I answered monosyllabically, smiling.