" Where is she now?" asked Vickie."I'm not sure. She called me about a month after the Empire Club was shut down and Yuki and I had come here to live ...ith you. She, like a number of the former Empire Club slaves, was having trouble adjusting to the non slave world. She told me she was having trouble keeping a job and that she was frightened to be on her own. She said she stayed in her apartment almost constantly." How can I get in touch with her?" I think I have her number in my purse. May I. We were wondering where they met up. Mrs. Cain said her husband's car was still parked at his office. We thought Mrs. Johnson might have gone there to pick him up." It's very likely that she picked him up there. My wife sells - or should I say sold - real estate. They might have been looking at properties. I wish I knew. If I find out anything at all, I'll let you know. Please keep me informed if you find out anything also." One more thing, Mr. Johnson, your insurance company asked for the. She carried her make-up and things in a canvas bag she slung over her shoulder. Her sweatshirt misleadingly advertised Columbia University, although she'd never been to university and she'd never even been to the States. "Upstairs is he?" Yeah. Top floor. Seeya!" He disappeared back through the door he'd come from, while Fatima made her way up the badly carpeted staircase to Freddy's room, passing other rooms as she ascended, many of them pulsing to a different stereo beat.Fatima could hear. "I'm so sorry, Pete. I feel so terrible. I mean, our kids have grown up together. I had no business watching that, much less enjoying it." As soon as those words came out, I wished they hadn't."Oh, O.K. I'm getting the picture, Frank. You're not so shocked because the girls did that. You're feeling guilty because you watched it. And you liked it. Is that it?" I nodded in affirmation, looking as sorry as I could. "Well, I appreciate you feeling bad. But they're just kids playing around, Frank..