Nat gave the man a suspicious look.  What was this guy's game?  She had not found many people just willing to give jobs and food without something in the catch.  She found most of her little jobs by looking and finding people that were doing jobs that looked needing more help or someone that didn't seem to like what he was doing and might be willing to pay for someone else to do it.

"What the catch?"  She asked.  "How far away from here?"  She asked taking another bite of the roll.  "I won't be a slave to no one."  She added firmly giving him a look.  "I heard about people adopting kids that were too old to be cute and using them down to nothingness." 

She had heard that when she had snuck down in the corner of some stairs in the house of the family that had been taking care of her right after her parents were killed.  They had been friends of her family but had four kids of their own and another on the way.  Nat had heard the couple arguing about sending Nat to the orphanage.  The mother had wanted to adopt her, but the father didn't see how they could.   She had heard other stories later from some of the ladies working the street that they had started at an orphanage then were adopted by their pimp, another reason she decided not to go to the orphanage.  She had been too old for anyone to really want to adopt her as a real daughter.