Absolutely brilliant. For neither the first nor the last time that morning, Sam wished cruel and violent death on Freddie's mother.Once again, Sam kno...ked on Carly's bathroom door and pleaded for her to come out. Once again, there was no other response than the sound of the shower. Since Carly wouldn't come out, Sam asked to be let in. Surprisingly, the sound of the shower stopped and the door was unlocked. The shower started running again, but at least some progress was made.The first thing. The rich have a responsibility to care for the poor who let them live their lives of privilege.”It was good to know Rayner had not changed too much. Axel called for the waitress. “How many people live in this town now?”“2000 before the invasion, 5000 after the refugees came.”“Thanks.” He did not expect an exact number. Why did she know that?“Are you sure that’s all you want lords?” she said suggestively, leaning forward to show her assets. Yes, this was a brothel for sure. He politely declined;. ”I stopped. “What?”She opened her eyes and focused on me again. “I’ve already diminished myself. I’m weaker in power than I was when I first met you. I’ve already screwed things up, so I might as well do it right.” Her expression shifted with her decision. She was going to do something.I braced myself, not sure what to expect. “Do what right?”She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. When she looked at me again, all the tension flowed out of her body. She said, “You,” under her breath and then. We climbed two flights of stairs.Susan led the way down the hall and stopped in front of an apartment door. The hall seemed strangely quiet, and I was baffled when she produced a key and opened the door.The apartment was dark. Susan flipped a light switch. "Here we are," she said cheerfully. "What do you think?"I didn't know what to think. We were alone in a barely furnished studio apartment. A Murphy bed unfolded from the wall conspiciously occupied much of the single room.Susan dropped her.