Only the slight tremor of fear in her voice gave her away. She’s brave and smart. Perhaps this conversation will be all she requires.“You must hav... questions. I’m here to help you find the answers you need.”“You can’t help. Not with this,” Violet said, looking at Ciarra’s sleeping form. “Sometimes Lionel was arrogant, but he was a good man. He saved me, and now I’m oathbound to be the ‘pet’ of the woman that killed him. How can I let that go?”Interesting that she starts here. I expected her to. The Public Defender bargained that back down to 120 days, at which time Ricky had to admit what he did before the judge, and express remorse. Unfortunately, he opened his smart mouth one too many times during the allocution, and the judge added another 30 days to it. Ricky was going to be in jail for the next five months.While they were in Fairbanks, Tracy, Sheila and their kids, went to see the Inn that Sheila inquired about on the Chena River. Tracy and Sheila visited with the owners and had. Especially Judy. How he savored her in that Itsy Bitsy Bikini she wore so often and so well. "Of course," he laughed internally, "I love it when she isn't wearing it too!"Almost as if his mind controlled things, he heard the private hallway door open and two exuberant voices laughing and yelling. His girls were back! He chuckled to himself and before he could get up from his desk, smiles and giggles were at his sides.He sort of expected them to be grabbing at him, demanding he get dressed so. Please, can't you find something else?" Seema begged her escort."No! Put that shit on. Hurry up, damn it! Don't be so damn stupid. You're here so people can look at you." Jenny ordered. "If you don't put that shit on right now, I'll simply tell Mr. Tamraj and let him handle you. Believe me, you don't want him training you. He starts by beating you until you can barely walk. He has a way of beating a girl so no marks are left on her body, but you won't be able to sit or even bend over without.