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“Her mom said she found her unconscious at her doorstep in the morning and rushed her to the hospital. When she woke up, she couldn’t say anything, so the doctor advised that we let her rest.”
I heard Jordan chuckle. ‘Dana and her mom are smart, I like them.’
That could only mean Dana and her parents were lying. They knew Alex was Jordan and they knew Jordan was a girl we raped. Did she threaten them or were they a part of the majority that Mr Tee talked about?
“Is the baby okay?” Daniel asked and Sam nodded in response.
“Dana’s mom said she is.”
“I swear, if it’s Troy’s business partners that are doing this to us, I won’t forgive him.” Daniel stated and Raphael snorted at him.
“Then what about Rick? He didn’t even do anything, or did he? I just don’t understand. Rick would never rape a girl, would he?”
My heart kept jumping to my mouth at the mention of the word ‘rape.’ I thought of Jordan anytime I heard it. How were they not thinking about her too?
Six boys raped a twelve-year-old girl, how was it so easy for them to forget?
I guessed it didn’t torment them the way it tormented me.
16
ALEXIS
It’d been three days since Jayden’s meeting with his family and from what I gathered, that investigator must either be on my trail now, or would be on my trail very soon, so I had to be prepared for whatever was going to happen.
I had told Jayden that Sam would die in a week and so far, he hadn’t done anything to try and stop me, which bothered me. What if he was actually working with his family to lure me into a trap? He was an Antonio, I should expect nothing and everything from him.
I hadn’t met with Gideon and Yusuf in the past few days, but according to them, they were doing a background check on the private investigator and helping me dig into Rick’s past.
As for Troy, he had thousands of pieces of evidence that could be used against him and after posting the ones I could, some girls were saved from his brothels, with the police still working to find the ones who were sold.
I sat in front of the television to watch as they interviewed some of the girls from the brothels and the ones rescued from the warehouse, ready for exportation.
The girls weresoyoung, sixteen and seventeen, and I wondered why anyone would want to sleep with them when there were so many adults who would willingly lay down for them.
Child kink? That was the most disgusting thing I’d ever heard in my life. What was endearing about kids? What could possibly be sexy about children?
‘They were dressed for it,’ but most of these girls were fully covered in hijabs. If they were dressed for anything, it was for prayers.
After a while, a quick advertisement was shown and the interview continued. The girls’ faces were blurred, but with the help of the internet, their families would be found soon.
A lot of them were kidnapped in pairs, but had lost each other. An example was the girl in a green hijab who said she and her twin sister were bought separately, so she couldn’t find her anymore.
Majority of the girls had something in common; They were promised education in the States, so their parents let them go.
Parents had to be really careful who they let take their children away. But then sometimes, the parents were the ones who sold their kids themselves.
I watched the news where they said some citizens were planning to write a petition to me to form my own justice squad. They were hypocrites who were trying to lure me into coming out and I wasn’t going to fall for them.
While I had always been a fan of serving justice, I wasn’t going to be stupid enough to come out and say; ‘hey I’m Alex, give me the fucking petition.’
I refuse to be caught now. I wasn’t done putting assholes in their places yet.
Talking about assholes, one of them just called me. Gideon would cry if he knew what I saved his number as. “Yes?”
“I called to tell you that we killed Blue,” he revealed suddenly and I twisted my lips, feeling bad.
She had to die, she was a witness and witnesses don’t live.