There was an envelope containing some money. Roxie counted it. There was the fifty that Bubba had given her and the forty that she earned that night a... the truck stop. There was an extra sixteen dollars, plus the money that she’d paid the truck stop motel.“I only had fifty-five when I came in,” Roxie said. “There’s some extra here.”“The manager at the motel agreed to refund what you paid in advance. And, you get a stipend for doing work while you’re in jail,” Thibodeau answered. “It’s the law;. ” “Oh no,” he said. “I’m sure I’m right. Take off your shirt.” “No,” said the girl loudly. “How old are you?” he asked, looking angry as she backed away. Vixen left, slamming the door behind her. After the second speech class, a lecture on preparation, the instructor stopped her at the door, his hand on her upper arm. “You were sixteen when you did those porns, right? I found three more on the Internet, and I searched the birth-death records in Albany. You’re only seventeen now.” “None of your. " But now that we are here, we will," I said and nodded. "Help, I mean.Can you explain what is going on?"Tudhri guided us to sit at a low table in the corner of the hall. Aserene woman joined us with a tray of cups and warm drink. She bowed andintroduced herself as Lisiv, Tudhri's sister and the widow of the localsage. Her countenance had no trace of the fidgety fear in her brother.Though Lisiv was in no means impolite, she regarded us with a dignifiedcomposure, which only slightly acknowledged. Suddenly she’s sent flying backward and smacks into the wall. What looks like the grim reaper emerges from the smoke. Covered in a tattered, torn up cloak just like that of death himself only white, it covers most of its body, only showing a pair of burning red eyes. Instantly, a chill goes down my spine. It’s easy to tell why they call it the Ghost. It can’t be human. Smoke seems to seeth off of it. As it descends upon the Shadow, she quickly climbs back to her feet and pulls out a knife,.