Gehenna: West of Hell #1
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Sheol: West of Hell #3
"You need to control your whores!" the filthy cowboy said, shoving his way through the saloon doors.
Ellis let out a heavy sigh as he watched another patron, who would likely never return, storm out of his saloon because of Karen. That made three this month. Shaking his head, he turned around and glared at her.
"How is someone so smart so stupid? You can't make money if you always insult my customers. You got to be the worst hooker I ever had."
"He smelled like shit. Even more than the rest of them," Karen said. She stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at Ellis. She considered him her closest friend, which she found odd because she considered herself little more than his slave. He treated her well, and he never hit his women. That was rare for a man who ran a brothel.