Chapter 8 : Information

The next day, it was back to business as usual since Valerie was back. That meant egg whites and a banana for breakfast. After a pointless lesson on seducing men and nutrition from her, I went into the backyard where Charlotte and Alice were working.

It was a nice day outside—not too hot, but the sun was still shining down on us. For a moment, I took in the lovely grounds. It wasn’t lost on me that the manor was disguised to look like heaven when we were really in hell.

Charlotte and Alice were talking to a gorgeous older woman who I’d never spoken to before. Her name was Layla. They were working in the garden, watering the plants, picking weeds, and pruning dead leaves. I grabbed a pair of gloves and an apron from the shed and went over to help them.

I’d been trying to talk to more escorts, subtly interviewing them. I was disguising it as simple gossip. Since I hadn’t had a chance to talk with Layla yet, I thought this would be the perfect opportunity. I wanted my co