A/N: Thank you everyone for reading and leaving comments. I love that so many people are giving this story a chance whether they are familiar with one, or both, of these fandoms. I hope to do justice to both while working with ghosts and gangsters. Hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 11: A Problem With Women

Steve and Danny walked into a cafe in Waikiki and found the pink flower on a white dress with a servant tattoo, and they joined the woman in the booth who bore all the symbols.

"Off the record?" She asked by way of a greeting. "I'll tell you everything I know but I need you to swear it stays off the record," she said as she looked out the window and the now setting sun.

"You're scared, we get it," Danny said without making any promises.

"Scared, no. I've cleaned up my life. I fly under the radar now. I have an education now. I got out of the life and you people are not going to pull me back into it for Chucky," she said.

"You mean Charles Xavier Conrad, the Billionaire technology mogul?" Danny asked.

"Sure, we just called him Chucky," she answered with a shrug.

"And what should we call you?" Steve asked.

"You can call me Eve."

"But your name is Evangeline, we know who you are, we ran you and your record through all the databases dating back to your abduction as a child," Danny said more seriously now.

"Evangeline died a little every day as a child, every time she was touched against her will, and she continued to die into her teens as she tried to find a way in this world without a life lived like everyone else who went through what she did. When the pervert finally had a heart attack and died in the throws of his perverted passions, 'Evangeline' could hardly move him off of her to get help. Her parents died three years after they were reunited in that car accident, she went into foster care. She was bounced around from place to place until she was an adult in the eyes of the law and then, all of a sudden, Evangeline was on her own all together and the last bit of her died away. Then along came Chucky," the woman before them explained in a way that made her comfortable enough to tell of the horrors.

"So Evangeline died so that Eve could live?" Steve asked.

"No," she said with a shake of her head. "Evangeline died because the system failed her, because life is hard, and baggage follows you if you let it. Eve was a clean start in a new place where no one knew me, her, but clearly, if you can say one things for the government it's that they keep damn good records and just wont let anyone live their authentic lives."

"We can protect you. We can make things in your past go away," Steve offered.

"I've made the things in my past go away. I don't need your help to do that, I need you to stop bringing them up."

"But we need your help. What can you tell us about Chucky? Point us in the right direction so that we don't have to put you on the stand," Danny offered a compromise.

"I will not testify," She said with a shake of her head and stared off out the window. "That girl is dead. I'm not going back there."

"So give us something," Steve practically pleaded with her.

"Chucky is a middle man. He launders the money. He moves the girls, one by one, and only if he likes them, and even then he doesn't turn them out. That's not his job. The drugs are never in his hands, only the money, and it is sifted through his legitimate businesses. He's a sales man, he doesn't even know half the shit he's preaching. His underlings do all the real technical work and he just sells the brand and takes the credit. I don't know if he's ever had a unique idea of his own. They always come from other places, people, and things."

"How did you meet him?"

"Same way his other flings meet him. It was in a club in Cali. Within a few days he realized I was a smart one and he needed to make a run for his suppliers, money only, so we hopped on a plane and came here, and I never left again," she explained as if she were picking the story out of the sky she was staring at. "At first he had a really great set up here in the valley. I lived like a queen and everything was good. He flew back and forth. I kept him happy when he'd come back and he put me through school, until he decided to show me the rentals."

"You weren't staying there?" Steve asked.

"Lord no, that place is super creepy and the people he'd bring around...no. I got a job at a hotel we were staying in and he paid for half my apartment until I was completely self sufficient."

"Do you know who is works for?" Danny asked.

"Igor Frisk and the Crater Rock Band," She answered.

"The Rocker?" Steve asked in disbelief.

"Igor has ties to the Russian mob; drugs, booze, and girls. Doesn't that sound like the rockstar life to you?" She asked sarcastically.

"They have a pretty big following here on the island," Steve said as he turned to Danny.

"And most of that following is gang related. He's not actually very good," She commented.

"So how does the valley house play into things?" Danny asked.

"He has rager parties and the band plays there. Chucky uses it to cover the money transfers, has a good time and leaves his little angels to either follow the band into service or they can run off onto the island."

"But you were different?" Steve asked.

"Like I said, I met Chucky. I wasn't introduced to him. I was never part of the business though he was very loose lipped and I think Igor though he could convince me into it by bringing me around that house, but as a former captive, that place just had a nasty feel that I knew too well. Something is trapped there. I wasn't going to stick around to figure out what it was, or to get caught up in it."

"Do you ever see Chucky anymore?" Steve asked.

"He'll call if he's hard up, which isn't often these days. He's moved on and frankly so have I. I work for Bennett and Ross Law now. I think I'm too legit and way too close to the right side of the law to tempt him."

"You're a lawyer?" Danny asked.

"Just," She answered with a smile. "I was a paralegal working with women from the sex trade to get them help when Fitz Bennett found me and took me under his wing. When I say I wont testify it's because I stay on this side of the bench now. I graduated from the Law School at U of H just last June and moved right into the firm."

"Still working with the women?" Danny asked.

"Absolutely, I can help them now, where there was no one to help me."

"Good to know, we come across a lot of cases like that, sadly, but now we know who to send them to."

"Here's my card, call me if you need me, but never again for this reason," she said and passed the business card across the table to Danny.

"Eve Havenwood, it was a pleasure doing business with you," Danny said as he stood and reached to shake her hand.

"And you Detective. Commander. I hope you solve your case, just watch out around that house. It does not like women," she warned.

"The house doesn't?" Steve asked.

"Whatever is trapped inside it does not take well to women within it," she answered and left the cafe.