So I took nothing, I left everything where it was. It's surprising how much of your former self you can choose to live without. Shamani sorted the pap...rwork, I still don't know how. He got everything changed, and I became a real person again. I learnt to drive, took my CBT, my full bike licence and by the time I was twenty was the proud owner of a bright red Suzuki Bandit. I bought a flat around the corner from Shamani's, just a place to have my post go, a garage to park my bike. Money comes. ”“Just how much DO you know?”“Enough to put some bad guys on ice for the rest of their lives. Please don’t ask any more.”“Mr. Adams, when I’m carrying a fucking locator in my pocket and my boys have them as well, and you’re packing heat everywhere, I think I deserve to know more.”“That’s about Scuderi which has to do with Connie and Anthony; it’s not about any Chicago Outfit stuff. I’ve told you as much as I can tell you.”“You’re not involved in anything at all?”“Nothing. And I haven’t heard. "No way I am selling my sister out!" Joey said. Joey pleaded endlessly with the old man. He tried to negotiate. Anything but his younger sister. After an hour of back and forth, Joey stormed out of the office. Upset and depressed. The old man had Joey right where he wanted him. For the next couple of months, life was miserable for Joey. He no longer had access to the stars. Matter fact, when he tried to reach out to some of them, they acted like Joey did not even existed. Joey continued to. She went in back and found a dark purple indigo silk one for Carla and handed it to her. The deep color hid some of the veins but, still displayed the huge nipples in full. “That's for you.” she said, in perfect English. Nina found a rust colored one that seemed to fit her complexion. The designer nodded and said, “Yes, that's it.” She had them model the choices one more time and the touched their nipples through the fabric to demonstrate the sexy feel of the cloth. Jean-Louis beamed. The tops.