Nell shook his head. "No, Harry went to prison for something - stealing I think, but before that he paid Georgie to have a proper burial in a local church."
Nell swallowed, blinking a few times to stop himself from crying. He hated the memory of Georgie, hated that Harry had loved someone so much once but he also couldn't stand what had happened to him, nor the threat hanging over his own head. "I don't know, but so far no-one else has been there when he's seen me and...but Harry taught me how to fight someone off if I get attacked." He motioned to the thick black cord wrapped around his wrist, pretty and decorative but hiding it's true purpose. "I know it's not a nice idea but I don't want to end up like Georgie"
Or any other number of prostitutes but he didn't mention that. Harry took care of them and he wouldn't let that happen.