Chapter Eighty-four

“That  wasn’t even the youngest I have seen in Bernard’s cells.”

“How young were they?” Kane asked, not really sure that he would like the answer. 

“They were young. I think the youngest was seven… But that was about four or five years ago, so she would be old enough to participate in Bernard’s auctions or go to work at The Pleasure Palace.”

“Are you saying that he sent a little  kid to work at a whore house?” Kane demanded. 

“Not a whore house. The girls that work there are picked by the clients that frequent the place. In a whore house you provide sex and companionship or whatever it is that your client wants. At The Pleasure Palace, you provide babies.” She whispered. “At least in a whore house you have some semblance of control.” <