Virgin for Sale

I didn’t need a math genius to figure everything else out. Faye had sold her virginity for her sister.

“Was she flunking in college?”

“No. Her grades were impeccable. She needed to work, and a college scholarship didn’t pay the bills.”

No, I did.

“Do you want me to keep on digging?”

“Yes, find out everything you can about her. I want it brought to me. No more phone calls.”

Hanging up, I stare at my desk.

She’d done what she could for her sister, I just knew it. From the picture I saw of her six months ago at Cherry, I’d known there was a reason for it, I just didn’t know exactly what. Now I do.

All this time, she’s been closer than I thought. Right here. Right under my nose. I need her closer though.

Glancing around the office, I see my employees with their PAs, all of them working hard to make my company the best it can be. This is one of the reasons I go after college graduates as well as dropouts. I’m a college dropout. Never received my degree.

Authority isn’t something I follow.

This is my life.

Every single part of me is within these walls.

place and to

down my face, I look back at her picture. This one is much like the one back at

air

to get to know her. This shouldn’t be happening, but I couldn’t get Malcolm’s words out of

though I know Dean, my best friend, went there

a way to

waitress, worked in a coffee shop and bakery, and also worked at a local theater collecting tickets. Her degree program

notes made on her employment portfolio were

I’m the boss.

It’s simple.

her work

relevant calls. Tomorrow morning when Faye reports for work, she’ll be coming to see me to start work. She’ll be working

the day in the office, and once everyone has left,

First one in,

to the underground parking. No one

know where she lives. I printed off a copy of her employment record, which includes her apartment

is typing those digits into my GPS, but I do it

me. Pulling up across the street, I see Faye. Turning off my headlights, I see she’s walking

though, she

to. She’s chatting animatedly with the other girl. My PI’s information comes

young girl must

I see how sad she looks. Every now and