Please don't cry. It's ok. It'll be ok." She really didn't know how to respond to my emotions.She pulled her head from the side and looked me in the e...yes. I looked back with obvious pain in mine, "Dee I didn't want you to know about that kind of stuff for a few more years. You've only seen this side of me. You've never seen the other side and I hope you never do. You probably needed to know it exists though."She looked at Tara and asked softly, "You've seen it haven't you mom?"Tara looked up at. . inflicted by my captors. By the viciously cruel Princess Alexena who was their leader.From the very beginning, despite my previous high status, I had been treated like an ordinary citicen of Cipri. That is to say, more like an a****l than a human being. Stripped... kept naked... chained... herded... men with women. The only difference was I had not yet felt one of the whips which were wielded with such casual cruelty by the brutes who guarded us. Lyria, my closest companion at Court, had been. Instead, call me, and I’ll see if I can cut through some of the red tape. Lord knows, we need to find all the products we can to export to that region of the world.”“I agree,” replied Jason, “Especially products that are produced in this country by American workers.”A surprised Bill Wilson responded, “Jason, I understood you’re a fiscal conservative and a supporter of free trade. That statement didn’t sound like a free-trader.”“Bill, there’s ‘free trade’ and there’s lunacy. There’s a point. He had terrorized them as they made their way to and from school- beating her brother badly several times- since she could remember! She was only thankful that he refused to hit a girl. Jane Smith was 12 years old and had been going to school a grade under Billy since pre school. Her brother- Johnny- was in his class and was but a year younger. Jane had thick, wavy, chocolate brown hair down to her shoulder blades and huge, sage green eyes. She was barely 5 tall, and weighed less than 100.