There was even talk about giving her a leave of absence until the baby was born. It was pointed out though that that would not even slow her down."She...gave birth to you two months after her impregnation. No complications, thank God."I got pregnant a week after Frissa did. But unlike her, I slowed down and took care of myself. My baby, as you know, was male. I heard him gasp for breath when the doctor slapped his bottom, but he never cried. His little comatose body was put in an incubator, and I. Without proof of some kind odds were it would just be a theory never proven, which was fine except our story would be better if we came up with the killer. I had absolutely no confidence in Jenny and me being able to trick Eve into telling us about the killing. I had no expectations of forensic evidence in this case. Eve knew things were damaging, and she had plenty of time to re-stage the crime scene to benefit her. There could be another master manipulator but my money was definitely on Eve. A client. Another legacy from Charlie. He had been my pimp, he’d blackmailed me into prostitution, then sold both me, and my young daughter to another pimp. Now we both worked as prostitutes, owned by others, our lives no longer our own. Owned. Owned to be sold at their whim to be fucked, and perhaps sold on, to yet another pimp.“Its alright love, you get back, I’ll be alright,” I said. She crept away, away to her bed, in which a stranger waited, waited for her to suck his cock, and to fuck him. She had heard that she was a very devoted Priestess, but she heard that about many priestesses. Having gotten to know her over the past couple cyans, she was starting to believe that the stories about Velakari's devotion were understated. She had worked eleven vallin today at the Temple outside the main gate of the palace grounds. She would do so every day of the holiday this hakin. Yet here she was, smiling serenely out at the crowd that had gathered for the night's feast and being thankful.