Christina 02 1

It was three more hours before Sean and a few other guys left with Christina and five other women they didn't go back to the hotel. They took them to a house, not far from the club they had just left. The police hadn't known about this place so there was no inside surveillance. They set up as best they could and watched people come and go, both male and female. Nobody stayed more than a couple of minutes. It was determined at this place was for people to buy drugs.

Then at 5 AM Sean Christina, and one of the other women left. The surveillance crew was left there and a three car tail followed them back to the hotel.

Jim said: "They'll probably crash there for a while, we'll use the video surveillance to keep track. There is no way out of the hotel we don't have covered."

Jim took my home number and told me: "If anything happens, I'll call."

The front door opened and I was surprised to find my sister Lorraine, her wife, Liza, Sasha, and her husband Larry making their way in.

I asked: "What's everybody doing here?"

Lorraine said: "We didn't want you to be alone. Liza offered to keep me company and Sasha and Larry showed up as we got here. Sasha was hoping to find Christina home. The later it got the more we were hoping for the best expecting the worst, is she alive?"

I couldn't deal with it. I introduce Maxi to everybody and ask Maxi to tell them what we knew. I went and took a shower and went to my room and laid in the bed. When I put my head back, I got right up. I just couldn't sleep in that bed again it was our married bed and I couldn't be sure that she hadn't been with him having sex in it.

I went down the hall to what had been my Paul's room and laid down on top of the covers. I needed to sleep, but I wasn't going to find it tonight. The woman I married and was deeply in love with, I saw doing those things on the monitor. She is no longer that person.

The man I only thought was a pimp very quickly after meeting her, may have gotten her on drugs, but I now feel she may have already been taking something. He may have only introduced her to stronger more addictive ones. After Maxie telling me about seeing her doing cocaine and popping pills. I knew the drugs were a major part of her transformation. I felt more than cocaine and pills changed her. There was no way I would be able to see a way to get past it. I was depressed and I thought about going to the garage, had two shotguns there 12-gauge over under 16-gauge pump. I had plenty of ammunition. But I couldn't do that to my kids, I needed to focus on making sure Christina was safe, despite herself. She had to learn just what a piece of shit that Sean guy is, he didn't give a flying fuck about her. To him he only saw the money he could make selling her. I went back downstairs Lorraine was making coffee.

She looked at me and asked: "Are you alright?"

I told her: "I am I just can't sleep. I need my laptop."

Back upstairs I open the laptop and googled about human trafficking. I quickly learned that young teenage girls were the most common to be trafficked. But there seems to be a quite lucrative niche for married women in their 20s 30s 40s or 50s it didn't matter only three things mattered, they were married they were white and they were American. One article I read said it was felt once trafficked. These women's life expectancy could be days to months, but doubt any of them live more than a year.

Over 95% of them are never found and almost every one of them that is found. All that they find is their remains.

After closing my laptop, I decided, if I couldn't save her, somehow, I would kill that fucking asshole, Sean. But what I wanted, I need was answers from her and from him. I had to find some way pit them against each other. Each would likely try to make the other one out to be the evil one. I just hope I got the opportunity to do it.

At 10 AM the doorbell rang. I heard it but I wasn't going down. Lorraine must've answered it because it was a couple minutes later, she walked in and told me Jack was downstairs and wanted to talk to me.

I got up, went to the bathroom, splash water on my face and dried my face and hands retrieve my laptop and went down. Sasha and Larry had left. Liza was making breakfast. Jack was in the dining room table waiting to talk. I went in and sat down.

He said: "I talked to Jim; he told me about last night. I'm sorry you witnessed that. If it had been me, I wouldn't have let you, but it happened and what is done is done. The thing is they are using a special type of microphone pointed at the windows of the room so, they can hear what is going on. The phone has been ringing and they're only getting the one side of the conversation. They tried to get a court order so they could tap the line going into the room because the hotel wouldn't give consent without it.

Evidently there was somebody else already in the room when they got back. That person is the one answering the phone what they can tell. He's making appointments for Christina and the other woman whose name is Gloria. They are going to be taken to a cheap motel outside of town to turn tricks with the guys calling for appointments? They are given the room number and a time to show up."

I asked Jack: "Will they be able to set up surveillance?"

He told me: "It's already set up inside the room in the bathroom and they've got the front covered"

I asked him: "Do they have any idea how long she'll be there?"

Jack said: "The first appointment is at three and their already booked to 4 AM tomorrow morning."

I said: "From what I learned last night, most of the men she has been with, and the others have been with are prospective buyers. Is this more of the same?"

Jack said: "No, these are straight up tricks, evidently, they are saying what they want. The guy making the appointment is giving them the prices they need to pay. The payments are by electronic transfer at the time they make the appointment. The techs is a working on tracing the sources of the money and the account it's going into."

I asked him: "Are they being sold or auctioned?"

Jack said: "They're being auctioned and your wife's started an hour after she went to his hotel room."

Holy shit, I felt once the bidding stopped going up, they would move her.

I asked Jack: "When there are no more bids, will they move her then?"

Jack told me: "From the intel none of the women will be moved until they all have been sold. Then they will tell them were to go to meet their next trick, only it is not a trick it is to be transported most likely out of the country."

I asked him: "What if one of them doesn't want to keep being a whore, it was something to fulfill a fantasy?"

Jack said: "Then they will take her by force, no is not an option. The money would have already been paid so; the goods must be delivered."

We went down stairs and I saw Maxi at the two laptops with monitors for each. At two thirty I heard over a speaker: "They are on the move."

Maxi turned to me and said: "They must be heading to the motel, an hour ago a maid put a dozen sheets on each bed with a layer of plastic between each sheet. They are turning three tricks an hour. There is an opening for after the last sheet would be used for twenty minutes. That must be when they will put clean sheets on the beds."

I asked: "Do you have any idea what they will be doing for each guy they service?"

Maxie told me: "All we know is the prices start a one hundred and go up to five hundred."

Jack left and it was just Lorraine, Maxi and myself for several hours. About nine the bell rang and Lorraine went to answered it. She came back to the kitchen with Sasha and Larry.

Larry said: "Sasha told me something I feel you need to know. Go on tell him or I will."

Sasha had her head down and wasn't going to say anything till Larry said: "Tell him or don't come home."

Sasha started to cry and through her tears said: "I knew she was having sex with him from when I met him and the model for my photoshoot."