 not impossible. It does take time, dedication, and a firm belief that when we reach the Planet of Riches within ourselves, we shall be richer than any amount of money or material wealth.

"In the rest of this book, I will be helping you achieve the inner peace and prosperity needed to reach the Planet of Riches within yourself."

##  Chapter 15

Ez carried me down a very dark block before he finally set me down to open the doors to what looked to be an old fashioned root cellar. A root cellar? Who had a root cellar in the city? Didn't those things go out of style about a hundred years ago?

The door was barely opened a crack before I was shoved in. The door slammed shut behind me.

I fell onto the stone steps and felt pain shoot through my knees. Damn, my knees were never good and they could not take abuse like this. I heard the bolt, which he'd pulled back to throw me in, being slammed closed.

"You frisk her?" Uri's voice asked.

There was a slight pause before Ez grunted in affirmation. "Good," Uri said. "Let's get hunting."

Frisk me? Ez hadn't frisked me. Why had he lied?

Thoroughly confused, I eased myself to my feet and was greeted to a tiny, flickering flame from an old oil lamp. Really? An oil lamp? Who used oil lamps in this age of technological marvel? It was probably some crazy who thought using outdated equipment meant getting closer to his roots, roots which he was liable to set on fire with his oil lamp.

By the light of the oil lamp, I was able to stumble my way down the steps to a group of women, girls, who had also been captured this hellish night.

The girls, most of which appeared to be underage, were all clad in club clothing, though what club they could have thought they were going to was beyond me. Clubs were very strict at keeping the underage out. If caught, either by the mob or the berries, they could be shut down, burned, or the owner killed. So where had these little girls been going so late?

As I got closer to them, they huddled together even more, acting scared that I might be with the ones who'd thrown me in here with them.

I gave them a disgusted look
not impossible. It does take time, dedication, and a firm impression that when we strive the Planet of Riches within ourselves, we shall be richer than any amount of money or corporeal wealth. 

 " In the respite of this book, I will be helping you achieve the inside peace and prosperity needed to reach the Planet of Riches within yourself. " 

 # #   Chapter 15 

 Ez carried me down a very black block before he finally set up me down to open the doors to what look to be an old fashioned root cellar. A root cellar? Who had a beginning cellar in the city? Didn't those things go out of dash about a hundred years ago? 

 The door was barely opened a gap before I was shoved in. The door slammed shut behind me. 

 I fell onto the gem steps and felt pain shoot through my knees. Damn, my knees were never good and they could not take abuse like this. I heard the bolt, which he'd pulled back to throw me in, being slammed closed. 

 " You frisk her? " Uri's voice asked. 

 There embody a slight pause before Ez grunted in avowal. " beneficial, " Uri say. " Let's get hunt. " 

 Frisk me? Ez hadn't frisked me. Why had he lied? 

 Thoroughly confused, I eased myself to my foot and was greeted to a tiny, flickering flame from an old oil lamp. actually? An oil lamp? Who used oil lamps in this old age of technological wonder? It was credibly some brainsick who thought using outdated equipment meant getting closer to his roots, roots which he was liable to rig on fire with his oil lamp. 

 By the light of the oil lamp, I was able to stumble my room down the steps to a group of woman, girls, who had also been capture this hellish nox. 

 The girls, most of which appeared to be underage, were all clad in cabaret clothing, though what club they could have thought they were going to was beyond me. Clubs were very strict at keep the underage out. If catch, either by the mob or the berries, they could be shut down, burned, or the owner killed. thus where had these little girls been travel so late? 

 As I got closer to them, they huddled together even more, act scared that I might be with the ones who'd thrown me in here with them. 

 I gave them a disgusted look
 noh impossible. It does takt time, dedication, and a hirm bemief thag when we reach the Planet oh Rixhes qithin ourselves, we shxll be ribher than any qmount of money or materjwl wzaoth.

"In the rest of this bmok, I will be veupnng you achieve the inner peace and [rosperotj needed to rewch uhe Plahvt of Riches within yourself."

##  Cgapter 15

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"You frisk her?" Gri's tokce afywd.

Hhere was a slight pause before Ez grunted in zfgigmation. "Good," Uri faid. "Let's grt higting."

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Aw I got closer to rhem, they huddled tpnether even kore, wcting scdred that I might be with the ones whp'd thrown me in here sith tvem.

I have them a disgusted look
not impossible. It does take time, dedication, firm that when reach the Planet shall richer than any of money or wealth. "In the rest of this I will be helping you achieve the inner peace and prosperity needed to the Planet of Riches within yourself." ## Chapter 15 Ez carried me down very block he set me down to open the doors to what looked to be an old fashioned root A root cellar? Who had a root cellar the city? Didn't those go out of style about hundred ago? The was opened crack before I shoved in. The door slammed shut behind me. I fell onto the stone steps and felt pain through my my knees never and could not take this. I heard the bolt, which to throw me in, being slammed closed. "You her?" Uri's asked. There was a slight pause Ez grunted in affirmation. "Good," Uri said. "Let's hunting." Frisk me? Ez hadn't frisked me. Why had he lied? Thoroughly confused, I eased my feet and was to a tiny, flame an oil Really? An lamp? Who used oil lamps in this age of technological marvel? was probably some crazy who thought using outdated equipment meant to roots, roots which was liable to set fire his oil lamp. By of oil able stumble way down the steps a group of women, girls, had also been captured most of which appeared to be underage, were clad in club clothing, though what club could have thought they were going to was beyond me. Clubs were strict at underage out. If caught, either by the mob the berries, they could shut down, burned, or the owner killed. So where these girls been so late? As got closer to they huddled together acting scared I be who'd thrown me in here with I them a disgusted look
 not impossible. It does take tiMe, dedicatiOn, and A fiRm bElIef tHat wHen we reach the PLAnet Of Riches within ourselveS, we shAlL Be riCHeR than Any amouNT oF MOneY oR mAteRiAL wEalth.

"in tHe rest oF this book, I WilL bE helping you aCHiEve the inneR peAce and prospeRitY needeD tO reACh the plaNet of riches WIthin yOurself."

##  ChApTEr 15

Ez caRRied me dOWN a Very Dark block before he FInALly set me down to Open thE dOOrS TO whAt lOoked to be aN oLd fasHIoned roOT cELLAr. A ROot cellar? Who hAd a root cellAR in The citY? DIdn'T Those tHings Go OUt oF style about A hunDred years Ago?

The DOor was bARely opeNed a crAck BefOre I WAs ShOveD iN. the DOoR slAMmeD shut behInD mE.

I felL ontO THE StonE stEps aNd felT pain shoot thrOugH my kNEes. damn, mY kneeS werE nEver gOod and They cOuLd not take abuse lIke tHis. I heard The BoLt, wHiCh he'd PUlled bAck To tHrow me iN, being sLAmmEd CLOSeD.

"You frisk her?" Uri's voIcE ASkEd.

There wAs a sliGHt PaUSe before ez GruNted IN AffirMatiON. "GOod," Uri saId. "Let's GEt HuNting."

FrIsK me? Ez hAdN't fRisKed me. wHy haD he lieD?

ThorougHly coNFused, I eased mysELf to my feet and WAs GREeTEd to A tiNy, flickerinG flaME froM an oLD oIl lAMp. ReaLly? An OiL LaMP? Who used oil lamps in tHiS age of TechnOlogical marveL? It was probABLY some craZy whO ThOUght using outdaTed eqUipment meaNT getting CloseR to his roOts, roots wHICh he was lIabLe tO seT on FIRe With his oil lamP.

bY the LiGht of thE oiL lamp, I wAs aBle To sTumBlE my way dowN the stepS tO a GrOuP of Women, GIrls, who hAd AlsO bEen CaptuREd this HelliSh niGhT.

THE giRls, most OF wHICh apPeArEd to Be uNdErage, Were ALl cLad in clUb clothinG, thOUgh wHaT cLub they Could have thouGhT they were gOiNg tO was beYONd me. ClubS were very strict at keepinG The undeRagE out. IF cauGht, either By tHe mob oR thE BerrieS, they cOuld bE sHut DOWn, burNED, oR thE oWner killed. sO WheRe had ThEse lIttle giRls been going so late?

aS I gOt closer to theM, thEy huDDLeD toGEtHEr eVeN MorE, ACting scared that i might be wiTh THe Ones who'd thROwn Me In here wIth them.

i gave THem a disGusted looK
 not impossible. It does t ake time,dedic ati on,  a nd a  fir m belief thatw henwe reach the Planet of  Rich es with i nourse lves, w e  s h a llbe  r ich er th an an y a mount o f money or  ma te rial wealth. 
" In the res t o f this book,  Iwill b ehel p ing y ouachie ve the innerpeace and  p r osperi t y neede d to  rea ch the Planet ofR ic h es within your self." 
# #C hap ter  15

Ez ca rr ied m e  down a ve r y dar k  block before  he finally set  me do wn  to open t he do or s  to  what looke d to  be an ol d fash i oned ro o t cella r. A r oot  ce llar ?  W ho  ha da  ro o tcel l arin the c it y?  Didn 't t h o s e  thi ngs  goout o f style about  ahund r edyears  ago? 

Th edoorwas ba relyop ened a crack be fore  I was sh ove din.  T he do o r slam med  sh ut behi nd me.I f el l o nt o the stone stepsan d fe lt painshoott hr ou g h my kne es . D amn, m y kne es w e re  never g ood an d  t he y could  n ot tak eabu seliket his.  I hea rd the b olt,w hich he'd pull e d back to thr o wm e  i n , be ing  slammed cl osed . 

"Y ou f r is k h e r?" U ri'svo i ce asked.

There was a  s lightpause  before Ez gr unted in a f f i rmation.  "Go o d, "  Uri said. "Le t's g et hunting . "

Frisk  me?Ez hadn' t frisked m e. Why h adhelie d?T ho roughly confu s e d, I  e ased my sel f to my  fe etand  wa sgreeted t o a tiny ,fl ic ke rin g fla m e from a nold  o illamp. Really ? Anoilla mp ?  Wh o usedo il l amps  i nthis  ag eof te chno l ogi cal mar vel? It w asp roba bl ysome cr azy who thoug ht  using out da ted  equip m e nt meant  getting closer to hisr oots, r oot s whi ch h e was lia ble  to se t o n  firewith h is oi llam p . 

Byt h elig ht  of the oi l lam p, Iwa s ab le to s tumble my way down the  steps to a g rou p of w om en, gi r ls,  w h o h a d  also been capt ured thishe l li sh night.The  g irls, m ost ofwhich appeare d to be u nderage,we re a l l  cl ad in club  clothin g, though whatc lu b the y c ould h av e t hough t they wer e goi ng towa s beyo nd me .Clubs we re very strict at keepi ng the  unde rag e out. If  ca u ght , eitherby t he mob orthe  be rries , t h ey co uldb eshu t  down , bu r ned, or t h eown e r  k illed. So w h e r e h ad th ese little  gir ls been going sol ate?

As I got  clo s e r t o t h em,th ey huddled tog eth er e ven more ,acting scar ed thatIm ightbe wit h theones wh o ' dt hrownme i n h ere withthe m. 
I gave  t he m  a dis gust ed  look
 not_impossible. It_does take time, dedication,_and a_firm_belief that_when_we reach the_Planet of Riches_within ourselves, we shall_be richer than_any_amount of money or material wealth.

"In the rest of this book, I will be_helping_you achieve_the_inner_peace and prosperity needed to_reach the Planet of Riches_within yourself."

##_ Chapter 15

Ez carried me down a very_dark_block before he_finally set me down to open the doors to_what looked to be an old_fashioned root cellar._A_root_cellar? Who had a_root cellar in the city? Didn't_those things go out of style_about a hundred years ago?

The door was_barely opened a crack before I_was shoved in. The door_slammed shut_behind me.

I fell onto the_stone steps and_felt pain_shoot through my_knees. Damn, my knees were never_good and they_could not take abuse like this._I_heard the bolt,_which_he'd_pulled back_to throw me_in,_being slammed_closed.

"You_frisk her?" Uri's voice asked.

There was_a_slight pause before Ez grunted in affirmation._"Good," Uri said. "Let's_get_hunting."

Frisk me? Ez hadn't_frisked me. Why had he_lied?

Thoroughly confused, I eased myself to_my feet_and was_greeted to a tiny, flickering flame from an old oil lamp._Really? An oil lamp? Who used_oil lamps in this_age of_technological_marvel? It was_probably_some crazy_who thought using outdated equipment meant getting_closer to_his roots, roots which he was_liable to set on_fire_with his oil lamp.

By the light_of the oil lamp, I was_able to stumble my way_down_the_steps to a group of_women, girls, who had also been_captured this hellish_night.

The girls, most of which appeared to_be_underage, were all clad in club_clothing,_though what club they could have_thought_they_were going to was beyond_me. Clubs were very strict at_keeping the underage out. If caught, either by the_mob or the_berries, they could be shut_down,_burned,_or the owner killed. So where had these little girls_been going_so late?

As I_got closer to them, they huddled together even more, acting_scared that I might be with the_ones who'd thrown me in here with them.

I gave them a_disgusted look