A bucket of ice-cold water was poured all over her face. Deirdre’s opened wide from shock.

She realized she could not move. Her limbs were tied.

The woman who had woken her up scanned her. Disgust was dripping from her words. “Eew, what the hell? It’s bad enough that she looks like a horror movie—she’s way too skinny and frail to even satisfy a customer! I swear, Mr. Brighthall is unbelievable.”

Someone was quick to appease her, saying, “Well, it’s more about doing Mr. Brighthall a favor, ri