Prologue

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"Mute. She's mute." he said to Danny Caplin when he came to collect the money. I went along with it because I didn't know what else to do. Maybe in that very moment, I should've screamed and that would've shown Caplin that I had a voice. It would've proven that my father was a habitual liar and a very terrible man, but I chose to stay mute. I shouldn't have but I did. 

Could it have been out of fear or anger? Maybe. I don't exactly remember the reason why I continued to do it. I knew decieving Caplin was wrong but what was the other choice? We needed sympathy and a reason for not paying off our loans. How easy would it be to simply say "I'm sorry Mr.Caplin but my daughter's needs came first. Her condition prevents her from communicating correctly so I had to hire an interpreter." 

My father had an easy job. All he needed to do was to smooth talk his way out of it with fake promises of paying them back another day. I was never there to say anything that went against his statement, and even if I was outside of my room, I never had the guts to defy him. 

My dad completely controlled my life. He made sure I didn't have any friends at school and he threatened me with physical abuse if I ever did anything without his consent. With just the two of us in the house, he managed to lose alot of our income through gambling and took heavy loans to try and pay the bills. There was so much debt under his name. More than I even wanted to think about because it causes me to shudder each time. 

I had to act complient to every transaction he made even though I was screaming in my head each time he borrowed money. I came to rue the day dad ever set eyes on the Caplins. 

Danny Caplin was the twenty one year old son of a very rich man with a house the size of the Taj Mahal. I would expect his dust bunnies to be little crumpled wads of twenty dollar bills and his suits to be made of cash. Naturally dad would want to borrow money from a source that had enough to feed the whole city. "It's only a few thousand dollars from an insanely rich family; surely they'd never miss it." 

 I wish he had more sense than that. He should've seen how hard it would be to run from them. 

 The Caplins had a large arsenal of tricks in their hands to use for manipulation. They had constant communication with the police and connections to almost everything in the city. Eventually my father gave up trying to hide and pay them back. He gave up the only thing he had left and Caplin took it with ease. 

Even a fool knows that rich men always get their money back. 

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