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Jo’s best friend, Keisha

Keisha earned her living as a model. Most people only saw the perfect, coppery complexion, the fine figure, the stylish clothes. But at that moment, Lexie looked at Keisha the way someone dying of thirst looked at a glass of water.


Keisha’s take on Jack Prescott

“Rumor says he quit a high paying practice to work at the Center, and you can just bet the man’s not getting $100 an hour working for Night Moves, girl…. I’ve seen him wait while someone spits curse words in his face, then he tells the kid to leave the Center, calm as you please. The kid did it, too, mouth shut tight.”


Jo’s perspective

Everyone has a dark gaping hole somewhere in their life. Some manage to live with only a toe or two slipping into the depths for awhile. Others dwell there, buried deep, embraced by the darkness. Ever since adolescence, Jo felt like she’d been balancing on the lip of that black hole.