Chapter 1

What would happen if I vanished from existence if I lost all credibility at work and was left empty on the street somewhere in the boondocks after getting kidnapped? Well, I could easily tell you how and why, but that would ruin the whole point of writing this. To get the image through your savvy intellect brain. I was considered a kind, soft-spoken, naive little girl. But if you the correct eye for observation you will notice bit by bit why I broke, and why the way that I am now.

Let me go back, so far back that I was starting as a Foreign Language Instructor in the CIA, knowing 32 distinct languages fluently. They say the first is the hardest, but it wasn't the first day was knowing where everything was, filing paperwork. After working there for months then it started to get hard, they put me on the field and they want me to meet with foreigners outside of the CIA.

My first case was a Russian bombing, you wanted to meet at some café two towns away from the home office. He was scared, when we looked in his past he was always a good boy, well I should say man. He always had a is never one of his classes he went to college, he got a degree. But every good person has their bad side, he got up and some bad mess and I was forced to do something that he never wanted to do.

The bombing never happened, they said it was because of me but I could hardly believe that. Do you want to person for months, but when he got out, it was definitely a changed man. About a year later there was a terrorist attack, about going and his middle school I should say. Little kids life Lost, when I found out who the man was and where the bombing was, it was frightening.

Cases and cases build up, they said that I helped the people who wanted it to be safe, all I was doing was nothing. I just set around, doing nothing, when I was speaking to these people I wanted to do these bad things all I wanted to do was hug them embrace them I want to tell them everything was going to be all right. But it never was there was this one case, in particular, the case that made my life change.

Leiv Gandrud is... was a Norwegian man who worked for Engelbert Kirsch. Engelbert is a money launder and a human trafficker. Germans have an overall positive view of Norway and Norwegians. The same is true overall for Norwegian views of Germany and Germans. So it would be understandable that they would work together.

Before knowing a single thing about Engelbert, we were working on this case for two years we finally had a lead, a list of Guerilla Pimps who left their victims dead, around the west end of Erc Woods. Their work is not well done, leaving fingerprints on the girls and more. There was one girl who differently stood out more than the others.

Name: Ella Qvist  Height: 5' 7  Weight: 133  Race: Swedish  Death: Found dead in the center od Erc Woods. No sign of struggle or rape. Time of Death: Unknown

Nicolas our medical examiner said she was poised and there was no fingerprint on her as if she was whipped cleaned. He also mentioned she was a virgin, but she was a triplet, all girls. And that's where it all started, so if you are interested I will continue, if not you might be my next victim.



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