Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 134: The Girl Who Was Hunted - Chapter Fifty

CHARLOTTE

“I want to know about you,” says Klempner, “and how you make it work with two men.”

What the Hell?

Uncertain, I glance up at Michael. He shrugs. “Your call.”

“Alright. I’ll talk to you.” I say. “If in return, you’ll tell me what I want to know.”

Arms folded, face non-committal, “Okay. Shoot.”

“How did you know my mother and father? What were they to you? I know you murdered my father.”

His eyes drop.

“Did I?”

“I’m told by the police that you did. And I believe it.”

“Okay, I killed Frank Conners, yes; if you’re determined to call him your father….”

“Why?”

“He was my friend, or I thought he was. It turned out I was wrong.”

“So why did you think he was?”

“We’d go out together, drinking, chasing women. You know, the things men do.

“What was he like?”

He sniffs. “The reliable type. Solid, dependable….”

“Was he…. a good man?”

His head tilts, eyes narrowing. “What sort of question is that?”

“Did he know you were a trafficker?”

He doesn’t reply, folds his arms, stares me down.

gulp. “And my mother? What about

“She was a hooker.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“He sighs. “Jennifer….

“Charlotte….”

a hooker, and rather a good one.

‘ran

women, but your mother wasn’t one of them. Frank and I were in one of the classier hotel bars downtown. Some of the call girls

let him

she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen….” He pauses, looking

let him

“So, what then?”

We both liked her. And she seemed to like us…. Really to like us I mean, rather than just pretend to because that’s part of the job description.

is soft. “And then you realised, that you’d fallen for the

eyes. “Which of course, is

seat next to me.

on about her. Talked about marrying her….

whore you were

back. I’m not sure where to go

What did you want to ask

to know how you make it work. And why? Two men sharing you? I know all about you up to the point I had you shipped out to that farm, up north. After that, I lost track of you for a while. When Corby first told me you were testifying, I gave him instructions to find out as much as he could about you from the last few years. He tracked the records; told me about you auctioning yourself, living with two men. I thought at first,

do I answer

I don’t answer, just wait for

grown up looking just like her. You’re beautiful. You

wanted to be myself, to go to university, have

a

looks, but a woman who relies just

ponders this. “So, you had your week with them.

the money. I

back? To the man, the men,

“Yes, I did.”

his head, disbelief

Better than anything

Klempner looks sceptical.

far as I can with the screen separating us. “Remember where I grew up.” I hiss. “You dumped me in that hellhole at Blessingmoors. Two guys being good to me, and

me, but he doesn’t

paying you again?” says Klempner, still

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