Her job would most likely be to drive them all home. Entering the bar was a bit hard. The front door was boarded up and locked tight, so they went aro...nd back. Janis keeping a watch out for police, sure that five men and a woman walking around an abadoned building would create a problem, but she saw no one. Around back her eyes widdened to see cars lining every possible street spot available. The back door was open and lights and laughter poured out. Janis shivered when she heard the scream.. , “ she began, “I’ve been following that story that you and your Dad are working on.”My mind froze for a minute. So ... so ... it wasn’t just between Dad and me? She was in on it, too?“From ... From the beginning?” I asked.“From the beginning,” she confirmed. “I hope you’re not upset dear ... It wasn’t your Dad’s idea ... I caught him working on his first chapter one night and asked him about it. At first, he just said he was working on a story of his own, but I could tell he wasn’t being. He installed Roohi in a decent apartment and spoiled the doll. He helped her get hormones and eventually breast implants. He wanted to move Roohi to Uganda. He just figured he’d get her a flat in the city. Nothing would stand in his way. Then Jinani had gotten herself killed in a crash. He decided to slow down his plan. He was devastated. Two years after the accident, he married Roohi in a small ceremony and bought a new house for them.The armored Mercedes SUV drove through the gate surrounding. Which made the first words out of her mouth all the more sour.“Well, if it isn’t my dad’s Asian whore.”Kim winced a little but ignored the insult. She’d grown used to Amy’s awful jabs flew whenever she father was out of earshot.“Actually, I came to see you today, Amy.” Kim brushed past the diminutive hellion to the foyer, closing the front door behind her. “I have a gift for you, actually.”Kim pulled necklace from her purse. A huge Jade stone sparkled in an ornate silver socket.Before Kim could.