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Doris was reaching the end of her rope. Tears ran down her eyes, and she wiped them away with her sleeve. "Is there anything that I can do to change your mind?" she begged. Westley met her eyes, and a shark-like Cheshire's grin appeared on his face. "I will give you five million dollars a night," he said. "If you perform to my satisfaction for five nights in a row, then I will give you the money that you need to 'save your friend's Father's life.' Do we have a deal?" Doris didn't want to be a prostitute, but if selling her body was the only way to get the money she wanted, she was willing to do it. She nodded her affirmation, and then she walked out of the office. Her head was in a haze, and her thoughts were all a jumble, but she was brought back to reality by the sound of her cell phon