Chapter 53: The Enemy - James

Stanton flinches. Sounding disgruntled, "If we stop them, it's because they're breaking the law. As for earning a living, a lot of the women are funding either a drugs habit or whichever pimp's running them."

Charlotte huffs. "Some, yes. But not all. And often they're picked up because one of the City's upright citizens has complained. Or because some john has decided he doesn't want to pay up and he's made a complaint."

Klempner regards his daughter, his expression thoughtful. "You seem very well informed."

She glares at him. "For a while, my roomie was a girl who worked the streets. I heard it from her all the time."

Enough...

I allow myself a growl. "Charlotte, your mother's been babysitting long enough. She'll need to get Vicky to sleep. Why don't you go collect Cara. Take her to play in the garden."

Charlotte's not fooled, knows she's being evicted. Eyes cat-green, she looks daggers as she stalks out of the room.