’ ‘Other lovers? No!’ She couldn’t bring herself to confess to her visit from Lord Cuthburt. Instead, she showed him the necklace and told him... what she’d intended to tell Daisy, how it had been left under the door. ‘That is not from me,’ he said in a hopeless tone. ‘There is more, and I tell you only because I feel badly for having tricked you. I do not want to see you tricked further. I heard she and Greta talking. Daisy is already pregnant, and means to marry you.’ Neither could she tell him. He lived in a first floor apartment of a brownstone house. His apartment consisted of two bedrooms, a bathroom, living and kitchen area and a very tiny room that had once been intended as a breakfast nook that he used as his office. Kaylee couldn’t help but look around when she walked in, wondering how a man like Gabe lived. It was cop messy. Coffee cups in the sink, newspaper on the couch and a huge plasma television on the wall. Mail was piled on a small breakfast bar and dust was layered on. The first thing she noticed was the smell, the apartment smelled hot and musky, a smell that immediately brought thoughts of sex into her mind. Then she noticed the mess, all the furniture ruffled and untidy and clothes on the floor, Nick's pants, Nick's shirt, his boxers and a discarded red bra that certainly didn't belong to her. As she crouched to pick up the bra she heard the noises coming from the bedroom and suddenly, sickeningly, things became clearer.Already pretty sure what she was. Between husbands. Once a black man got her mom on the back seat, she did not want to have sex, when would suck him, but he fucked her three times any way. That man gave her candy and let her play the radio while he was doing her mom. She turned around a few times and her mom told her, we are just wrestling honey, play the radio loud.he held her clothes outside the car, if she did not suck and have sex as he wanted. he would lave her on the road nude with her little girl. That ended her mom.