Silent Whisper

<p><em><strong>For fans of The Ghost Whisperer this series is for YOU!</strong></em><br> </p><p>What does a mob capo want with a girl from the sticks?<br><em><strong>Everything . . . but this isn't my story . . . it's Karlie's.</strong></em><br><br>My name is Karlie Masterson and my life's plan was<em> not </em>to end up in a brothel in Chester WV . . . yet I did. Long story. At any rate I made the cardinal mistake of falling in love with one of my steady ... um ... er ... <em>clients</em>... Nick. And he was pretty hot . . . and pretty complicated. He wanted to take me away from all of this debauchery which I have to admit was a very noble gesture if not totally unheard of in these neck of the mountains. So because I'd learned about survival at an early age I implemented caution before accepting his gallant offer. </p><p><strong><u>So it kind of went like this:</u></strong><br><br><strong>Is your real name even Nick?</strong> I asked directly.<br><br><strong>Sort of</strong><em><strong> </strong></em>he replied a slight smile gracing his sensual mouth.<br><br><strong>I don't know anything about you except what you just now told me. I don't know your last name or if I'm even </strong><em><strong>permitted</strong></em><strong> to know your last name. You've been coming to Belle's for months now and you don't share a thing</strong><em><strong> with </strong></em><strong>me . . . well except for the obvious</strong> I replied feeling a blush warming my cheeks. I actually think I saw him smile genuinely for the first time ever. I don't know what he found so amusing; it was all fairly <em>confusing </em>to me.<br><br><strong>My last name is Castellano. I'm Dominic Castellano. But you can continue to call me </strong><em><strong>'Nick</strong></em><strong>.</strong><br><em>Holy Mother of Christ . . . </em></p>