"So how do we get Cathy's career started?" Conrad asked as they were all getting drinks.

Cathy blushed again and looked at the great view from the window that overlooked over Manhattan.

"Got to teach her how to audition," Renata said and there was a strange tone in her voice.

"Oh yes," Eric agreed, "got to teach her that!"

He sat back in a large stuffed chair and grinned.

Conrad pushed, some buttons. The curtains closed and the lights dimmed. Part of a wall slid open, and there was darkness behind it. Cathy felt fear run through her, but she had no idea why.

"Would you like Alisha to show you how too audition?" Conrad asked, coming over and taking his niece by the waist.

"Er… sure," Cathy said uncertainly.

"Well, sit down here. She'll show you with Eric."

Her uncle sat beside her on the massive couch, his arms around her shoulders. Cathy felt even more uncomfortable. Renata was perched on the other side of her and Nolan lounged in a chair between the sofa and the door.

The lights dimmed further.

Eric pushed a desk out onto a raised about a foot above the rest of the floor. He in a soft chair behind it, studying some papers, Cathy swallowed nervously as she saw Alisha come out of the shadows and knock on a table, posing as if waiting for a door to open.

"Come in," Eric said.

Alisha swayed into the stage area, and Cathy knew at once that she was in the middle of some depravity. But her uncle's grip got firmer around her shoulders and there was nothing she could do but sit there.

"Hi," Alisha said breathlessly. "I'm an actress!"

"Tell me something new," Eric replied coldly, keeping his eyes on his papers. "You got something special, tell me. Otherwise the door is behind you."