Three years later, the sun scorched the earth, and waves of heat rose from the road surface.
The heavy iron door of New York Women’s Prison was slowly opened a cr*ck, and a woman came out slowly from inside. Perhaps it was because of some inconvenience in her legs, she was not walking fast.
She was skinny as if she could fall when the wind blew.
Her face was very fair and delicate. It was not difficult to see her original beauty. But at the corner of her forehead near the hairline, there was a scar about three centimeters long, which was very obtrusive. She was wearing a light gray top, navy blue pants, and a pair of cloth shoes of some indistinguishable color. At first glance, she looked like a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties.
Holding a black package tightly in her arms, she looked at the sky in a daze. When she was in prison, she had always wanted to come out. But when she did come out, she didn’t know where to go.
She had no family, no home, and nowhere to go.
If she couldn’t find a place to stay as soon as possible, she would probably end up living on the street tonight.
A bus was coming in the distance, and Kara raised her hand cautiously.
When she raised her hand, her sleeve slipped down, revealing the bruises on her arm.
She hastily pulled down her sleeve for fear of being seen.
A few seconds later, the bus stopped in front of her. The driver gave her a disgusted look, and urged impatiently, “Hurry up. Don’t dawdle.”
She only had a Social Security Number, and a dozen or so in change that the prison guards of the detention center had kindly given her. After inserting the coin, she sat down in the back obediently.
This bus was the only bus that went from the city center to the prison, so Kara was the only pa**enger on the whole bus. Along the way, she was holding on to the window tightly, as if she couldn’t see enough.
It turned out that the city had changed so much in three years.
But it was not just the city that had changed. Everything had changed, including herself.
She got off the bus on a busy street.
She had to find a job and make money as soon as possible.
Kara’s eyes fell on a resplendent tall building not far away, and several large letters “Grande Entertainment Club” made of colorful lights exuding charming neon light.
What attracted Kara was a small line of words on the sign in front of the gate “Recruitment information”.
She had no money, no family, no academic certificate, and had been in prison… Ordinary formal places would not hire her, and the only place she could come to was this kind of place.
Besides, one could probably make money quickly in this kind of place.
Kara walked slowly inside.
“Hello…I’d like to apply.” She said in a rough voice slowly, startling the beautiful woman who was recording her information with a pen. The pen in her hand almost dropped on the table, and the woman asked her unhappily, “Why is your voice so unpleasant?”
After three years of prison life like hell, Kara’s temper had been smoothed out, and she had long lost the arrogance of the daughter of the Smith family. Even if the woman criticized her voice right in front of her, she just lowered her eyes and said slowly, “My throat got hurt in a fire.”
The beautiful-looking woman was slightly surprised, and her probing eyes fell on Kara. The woman in front of her was so thin that she could fall at any time, and her face was very pale. Her clothes looked like they were from a few years ago. She had almost thought it was a beggar.
The woman’s eyes fell on Kara’s face. Her face was fine, but the scar on her forehead was too obtrusive. The clients here were either rich or powerful and so it was impossible for them to like such a face.
The woman waved her hand impatiently and said, “Just go. This place is not suitable for you.”
Hearing her refusal, Kara stammered, “I’m very
capable…and I will work hard. As long as I can earn money, I’m willing to do anything.”
The woman was finally willing to give Kara another look and said meaningfully, “As long as you can earn money, you’re willing to do anything? Will you sleep with men?”