: Emma Holly
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Garbed in a loose-legged, black
” suit, the sort favored by workers for Sunday
best, Charles looked as neat as a pin. It was hard to believe he'd spent a day on
the street. In a sense, though, the street had represented a step up for Charles.
Roxie had confided one night that, after his mother abandoned him, Charles had
worked for a top hat club, a brothel catering to blue bloods. Charles had thought
this would be better than throwing in his lot with the demons
, and at first it was.