That was a sauna parlor, there, where I found you," the baker said. "They'll just think you were working the late shift."

Gaia was baffled. "A sauna parlor?"

She saw the baker and his wife hesitate.

The girl clarified in her open, childish voice. "He means it's a brothel."

The baked clapped a hand to his forehead.

"What?" the girl said. "It's a very discreet, high-class brothel.

Auteur: Caragh M. O'Brien