I am so sorry, Harish. I am really sorry. I don’t know what to do.She started crying. In my 2 years of friendship with Ananya, it was the first time...I saw her crying. She told me those things were huge to digest, but she was still brutally honest with me. I just hugged her and made her lie in my chest. I wiped away her tears and kissed her eyes and forehead.Ananya stopped crying but still was upset. I took her head and made her lie in my lap. I started stroking her hair gently.Me: Ananya,. She seemed tall; her hair swept up on the top of her head gave her the appearance of height, as did the 4inch high heels on the shoes she wore. Her suit was the power dressing type, charcoal grey with a herringbone pattern, the jacket had those wide chunky shoulder pads and the hem of her skirt was just to above her knees. Her dark blue blouse was high necked, with all the buttons done up. Through her horn-rimmed glasses she gave me a look, which if it had been down an aquiline nose, would have. Nobody suspects me. I'll hold the drawings in my apartment. They'll search yours and find nothing. After that, they would never get another warrant!" Oh my!" exclaimed Morehead. "Little Audrey isn't quite so prim and proper as everyone thought! When did you get a taste for greenbacks, Audrey?" Have you seen my car; my hovel of an apartment? Never mind that, anyway!" Audrey snorted. "Is it a deal or not? You know that they'll get you!" There's no money," Morehead admitted. "Grafton's got it all.. "Are these penal slaves then?" I asked."No indeed Mr. Steelforth! They are all women indentured for debt who have committed no crime at all!" How is that possible?" I inquired."I would prefer to let my boss explain that part to you after we finish the tour." He slyly responded. "In the meanwhile if you would like some pleasure pick any of these women that might appeal to you and make use of her. You can pull out those red velour curtains on their tracks for privacy while you enjoy her!" Sorry.