Bianchi’s girlfriend visited him, but his possessive sense cause trouble and strife. He wept uncontrollably with his head in his lap when the girl decided to leave. Shortly after that, Bianchi broke into her apartment and put a hole in the diaphragm. He consoled herself with a new friend, Kelly Body, who became his wife. They met in the real estate company.
Bianchi lost his job when they found marijuana in a drawer of his desk. Then, he rented an office and set up a psychiatric consultation, but patients did not appear anywhere. At that time, his cousin Angelo made a brilliant suggestion: why not be pimps?
At a party, he told a Phoenix girl called Sabra Hannan and guaranteed her $500 dollars a week as a photographic model. Sabra was sixteen, and she said no at first. A few weeks later she accepted because she was short of funds.