His eyes peered deeply into hers as she felt each of his fingers begin to withdraw, curling them into a fist, until his index finger alone, was left p...shing into her throat.His fingernail suddenly felt more sharp than before, as it pressed firmly against the soft skin of her neck. Paris was almost afraid to speak, but her anger began to take over."Listen, you son of a bitch! You're not going to do shit to me, or this girl! As long as I exist, I'm living proof that you fucked up. You! The. As a result, her hoped-for Hollywood career would beover before it had begun. She had a sick, sinking feeling in herstomach, and tears welled in her eyes. She choked back the bile risingin her throat. Please don't get stuck! she pleaded silently to theelevator car. Please don't!As if in answer to her appeal, the car descended, and she breathed asigh of relief.A few moments--and a lifetime--later, the car settled roughly to a rest,and the doors parted. If she ran, she could still make it in time. Bowie says and there it is the reason your wife stayed away from you, your violent outburst and tendencies she is afraid of you and your berating her she is a battered spouse, Tina yells out NO STOP HE NEVER ABUSED ME, OBJECTION YOUR HONOR there is not one thread of evidence what so ever my client ever battered his wife! The Judge says Mr. Bowie where is your evidence of abuse do you have any? In good time your Honor. The Judge Mr. Bowie do you have any more questions for this witness, Bowie. She told me that she thought Emily and Shirley both had plenty of talent, intelligence, and ambition, enough to qualify them to be recruited. She said Brenda didn't have enough ambition for business, and that she would always prefer to stay at home, providing the comfortable nest for the rest of us to come back to.I thought Joyce might resent my insistence on maintaining real control by having power over all the stock, but she said that was a good idea, because it would make her be always aware.