“I’ve been thinking about trying to rescue a few more girls like you.” Juliette watched Eve closely to gauge her reaction. The girl betrayed no emotion as she cracked the egg into the mixing bowl.
“Has Mr. Stern decided to go back to the hotel district?”
Juliette took a deep breath. “Not exactly.” She grabbed the spoon from Eve and stirred the batter. Roger had not only flat-out refused, but at one point he mentioned something about cleansing the house from all trace of chocolate and sweets if Juliette happened to broach the subject again.
Eve dumped the oil into the bowl. “How do you plan to help the girls there, then?”
Juliette stuck her finger in and tasted the batter. “I haven’t figured that part out yet.” She thought about the refugee they hired as their security guard. “I guess w
