and painted murals and headed off along one of the many hallways.
He stopped at a door and looked down at me. “Would you like to see your visitor in private?”
Would I? I didn’t know. How could I when I didn’t even know who this visitor was?
I shook my head and tightened my grip on Benjamin’s hand. I wanted him with me.
We entered the sitting room together, and I saw a familiar figure sitting in an armchair. Her legs were crossed, and her short skirt had risen to the top of her thighs. She wore a vest with string straps and clearly no bra.
My stomach dropped. How had she found me?
“Tina?”
She jumped up from her seat, a huge beaming smile on her face. She strode towards us, her breasts wobbling beneath the thin vest. She looked over at Benjamin hungrily.
When she was two feet away from us, she stopped, put her hands on her hips and said, “Well haven’t you got a hug for your sister, Kate?”