“Mr Richardson. Your wife’s injuries were very serious, but the surgery has been successful. She will probably need more later, but she’s out of...the woods. She is going to need a lot of rehabilitation. We had to perform an emergency caesarean to save her; I’m so sorry, but unfortunately, we were unable to save your son. His injuries were too severe. I'm so very sorry; we tried everything we could.”Kyle was visibly upset because of the loss of a tiny life, but he was about to say, “he’s not my. As we were eating our dinner, Sharon said, "Carol told me that you all were thinking about buying a condo to live in next year."Carol said, "Yes, and we all know where the idea came from."I almost fell through the floor. Was there nothing these two did not talk about? I had not told Carol that all this was Sharon's idea.When they saw my total discomfort, they broke out laughing. Carol said, "It was a good idea and I bought it. I don't care who invented it."Sharon said, kind of sadly, "Well, it. The bag that contained my trousers and everythingelse!"Look..." she said as if trying to make this sound good, "...she couldhave gone to the police. She hasn?t, so all we?ve got to do is go alongwith what she wants" Clare said. "All that?s changed is that instead ofjust you and me, we?ve now got Jennifer along with us..." She paused."...ok, so the dynamics will change, but they change for both of us,that?s all!"Somehow I just managed to get "I can?t..." out before Clare angrily cutme off."Damn. " It was true. Daisy wasn't sure if it was the electric shocks or the hard fucking but her legs were still like rubber.Daisy looked at Kira. The woman was all hard edges, her face serious and stern, her eyes glowing with intelligence and excitement. She knew that if they'd given Fat Ron access to the equipment he'd used on her, they would surely have given Kira access to any drugs she wanted. She was scared again, her mind scrambling for a way out, a way to avoid whatever Kira had concocted for.