Though, she was sure it wasn’t the sweater that kind gentleman had been staring at. She flushed at the thought, a shiver racing down her spine. I wo...der where he is now, she thought as she continued walking between the shops. Various people shouted for her attention but she paid them no heed. There was only one voice she was hoping to hear. Then she spotted him, he was coming up the same row of stalls. She brushed off her sweater and continued towards him. Just as she was about to call out to. “The woman is Doha,” Sakkor informed me once all was said and done between his chief and him. “She was mate to Tako. She is now your property. She will be going with us.”I had to bite my tongue! I hadn’t thought about it after having killed Tako, but I knew from Marta - who still teasingly called herself my slave - that the Forest People looked upon women as chattel at best, and a burden at worst. Since Tako was dead and I’d killed the man, I had gained Doha. If Tako had children, I’d have to. That’s got to be it,’ said Julio pointing his fat, stubby finger while chewing down on his cigar. ‘He uses magic or voodoo or some hypnotic trance with hypnotic suggestions to control them to give him sex 24/7.’ ‘Maybe, he drugs them, too,’ said Mario. ‘Maybe, with the drugs, they think he’s a younger and better looking man.’ ‘I dunno. That could very well be,’ said Julio, ‘but it’s got to be something like what Vito said about that hypnosis stuff. That’s very dangerous shit. The military used. In fact, her pleas were really quiet, Claire could see Kate banging heavily on the glass, but she could not hear a single noise coming from inside. Claire then watched as Juliet pressed a button and a strange gas seemed to hiss as it filled all inside the sweat box chamber and all of a sudden, she could see Kate’s hands drumming on the wall, her face pressed against the glass, it was as though pounding on the glass was taking more physical effort and Kate appeared to be absolutely drenched from.