"Tax free, of course," he added with no small amount of sarcasm."The drawings are locked in Paul Crane's office," said Agnes. "A young woman brought t...em to him. I don't know her name. Bert got in trouble for sending them to you the way he did. He told Crane how it happened." That was a big help, Mrs. Loehman."Grafton counted out three packs of the twenties and handed them to Agnes. The withdrawal had barely made a dent in the contents of the briefcase."Want to count it?" he asked.Agnes counted. And at this point, she remembered asking a personalquestion."Do you think he sucked Mark?" she wondered."Maybe. I'm sure he would if he could. Queers can't say no. Why do youask?" Just...Mark has been kind of distracted lately. Like he's getting alittle on the side. I never thought it could be with Kenny, though." Seems our fag-boy is making the rounds, doesn't it? He's probably beengay since before I knew him. He probably takes more sperm than my Hondatakes gas." Beep-beep. Fill 'er up." You. A few giggles followed, causing Jake to turn in his seat and scrutinise her face. Her smile transformed into a grin. ‘Do you remember the summer when Brian discovered a way to turn on that fire hydrant?’ she said. A faint smile lingered on his lips and he nodded. ‘God that day was hot. We went to the pool but for some reason it was closed. Damn, I can’t remember why it was closed.’ Jake chuckled and he broke out into a giant grin. ‘How can you not remember? Ryan Jenkins broke in the previous. Before the sun set the next day, she belonged to him. He bought her from the Cartel, a group that owns the brothel for an undisclosed sum of money, but rumors are that it was substantial, almost unheard of for a slave. Erebus spent the past few months training her to his methods. The training was very hard on her and she endured a lot of pain at his hand, but she also experienced the deepest love she had ever known. He would often tell her I love the way you endure for me, my beauty. It drew.