I loved that driver, his timing was perfect. I wondered how much I should tip him for his perfect timing.Five minutes later we were exiting the lobby ...hen I saw "our" car. It was an antique Rolls Royce Phantom. The driver was standing at the rear door holding it open for us. The car was silver and his uniform matched perfectly. I guess I was awed because as I ducked to enter the car he whispered, "Your mouth is still open, Sir. I'd suggest you close it. If you're nice to Angela I might let you. “Let’s go. There’s nothing else to do here.”“Where too?” I asked her when we got in my GTO.“I don’t care,” she said with a sigh.“What’s the matter, Sweetie?” I asked. “Are you feeling confused?”Jennifer said with a playful smile, “Darn your empathy.”“Come on. Out with it,” I said, starting the car and putting it into gear.She said hesitantly, “You might not like it.”“I already have a pretty good idea what it is, and it doesn’t bother me. But you need to say it to get it out in the open, you. The day goes good ! They get everything done, go back to Steve’s room to talk. Steve says how long have you been a slave? Nasim says since she was a little girl! My mother was a slave too! Do you like it? Yes now I do now, before I was a slave to this other master who was very nasty and cruel. He beat me, raped me treated me like dirt, then Omar bought me, everything changed! I will do anything for Omar, he is the best master you could have. Steve says “can I see you without your burka on? . The light from the fire and the noise of the hammer drew the attention of a few bedraggled homeless people who were taking temporary shelter in the industrial ghost town. They gathered at a distance and stared, bewildered, at the scene. Mia moved among them and they dispersed to go about their business, retaining no memory of the grim activities they had witnessed.Arthur's interest peaked when one of the policemen embraced Mia from behind and kissed her softly as she leaned back into him. Now.