Chapter Eight
Two Harlots
Honey remained silent, waiting for me to comment on her decision to rent me out to Mrs. Roman. I rose from the floor and sat down beside her on the couch.
“What’s she doing in New York City?” I asked, sticking with a neutral question.
“Business appointments all week. Banking deals. She’s arriving early to get a fresh start in the morning. She asked about you, and I told her she could borrow you before I use you up.”
“Why does she want to use me now? She had me under her thumb. Then she let Suki sell me. It would have been cheaper for her just to keep me.”
Honey’s eyebrows rose in surprise. Then her expression subsided into sullenness. “Why do you care? This is a chance to make some money. That’s all that concerns you.”
“When is she coming?”
“Eight o’clock.
