"There are more human slaves
in the world today
than ever before in history."
~ Unknown

Looking at Chantal he could see questions in her eyes but still no trust.

'Stop looking at me like that!' Chantal desperately wanted to scream but she kept quite.  She knew better. She would not let the curiosity get to her - not today not ever.

'What happened then?' she wanted to ask but still did not.  'Don't crumble. Don't give in!' she screamed at herself.

"There was a mole on our side. Someone from the inside was telling the traffickers everything that we were about to do.  They were always one step ahead of us.

"It was during Holi that things really went downhill.  The streets were busy with celebrations and it was a perfect opportunity.  In all this we still had to act as if we were with what they were doing, so some of us kidnapped some of the girls but at the end of the raid we ensured they were returned home.

"So with all these people out and about in the streets the perfect opportunity strikes.  We lure girls away then kidnapped them.  Some of the other ones - those who were originally apart of the ring - raped some of them then ditched them in different places.  It so happened that Mishti was one of the girls. I was the one who lured her away. I had no idea that she was the daughter of the man I killed in Monte Carlo. I don't believe in it but I was in the Hindus' place and karma did get me good that day."

"You must be the luckiest man alive Monte!"

Chuckling he responded, "Why'd you say that Sabin?"

"Come on man! Stop playing dumb! You remember Akram? Who you killed couple months ago?"

"Yeah? What about him?"

"That's his daughter!"

Looking down at the girl he saw the same eyes staring back at him that had stared at him six months ago.

"That's just pure coincidence! I didn't go out looking for her I swear man!" Monte replied laughing.

"Yeah?" Sabin, his second in command asked mockingly, "Well you better have her right here now," Sabin said folding his hands resolutely.

"Right," Monte replied grimly, "We got to stick to the plans -"

"Change of plans!" Sabin shouted angrily, "You have her right here, right now! Or I shoot her head off then I kill you slowly! First in the legs! Then in your jewels! Then your pretty little head,"  he finished off slowly as if he was telling a bed time story.

"You're joking right now?"

"No I'm not! You Americans are the ones that are always joking."

Ignoring him Monte stepped forward and in that same motion Sabin drew his gun and cocked it.

"For all things that are Holi put the stupid gun down."

"See what I mean? Always joking around. Now if you don't begin in 30 seconds I'll do as promised."

"Sabin, tell me something - what has gotten into you?"

"Gotten into me? More like I'm thinking about how quickly you have risen to power and how I'm here for five years now and I'm still second in command.

"So I did a background check on you and it tells me a dishonourable discharge from the US Army and suddenly you join trafficking rings and every ring that you joined the FBI or some other crappy American organisation goes busting the group.  Makes me wonder when we getting busted.  Makes me also wonder if it's just pure coincidence.  You get what I'm saying now, right?

"So if we swapped bodies I'd have a go at her even if it's not long. So 29 seconds."

"Sabin, think this -"

A gunshot echoed through the air and Mishti screamed in horror.

Spitting on the ground Sabon looked up, "Next time it will be her head."

"Then I did it.  I didn't have a choice.  I had to save her and that was the only way I could.  I went in knowing that it was a suicide mission already.  But as much horror as I may have caused her, I saved her life but I know she wouldn't see it as that."

"She doesn't.  She wished you would have made him kill her instead.  We are dead bodies walking. Nothing but a shell. Our souls were taken from us the day we found out what was going to happen to us.  Nothing you do can correct it at all," Chantal responded, bitterness and sorrow dripping from each word.

"That much I know and I wish it wasn't so but I did end up finding the mole.  It was one of our own but he doesn't know we have caught on to him."

"I don't care about him! I want you to get us all out," Chantal said lowly with clenched teeth.

Getting up from the bed, Kabe slowly walked over to Chantal but she held her ground.  Approaching her slowly he stretched his hand out to her chin and tilted it up.

She met his eyes with a defiant gleam, "So what? You're going to tell some other girl the story of you had no chance but to rape me?"

"No."

Without any hint all to Chantal, using his other hand he pushed the down the sleeve of her blouse exposing her shoulder.

Shocked Chantal stared back at him not knowing what to do.

He then pulled her closer to his body and looking down at her with a smirk and a raise of an eyebrow he lifted her and in one stride, carried her to the bed and threw her on it.

Looking at her he could see the fear in her eyes.

"Good," he thought to himself then he slowly pulled his shirt over his head.  Tilting his head, he looked her up and down.

"No funny business now," he said then placed himself over her.

As soon as he lowered his head into the crook of her neck, the door creaked open slowly.

"Gosh man Monte!"

Slowly turning around he saw Sam standing in the doorway.

"What?" he asked gruffly.

"Is it really that hard for you to get some before now," Sam asked dark humour showing in his soulless eyes.

"Nah. I just like 'em fearful you know? Like this one 'ere," he responded climbing off of her, "But now I don't want her no more."

"Why?" Sam questioned curious of his response.

"You.  You kinda ruined the mood now if you could back out so I can try and get it back again."

"No we got some goodies coming in and you need to come with us."

"No can do. I hate drugs but if they're girls then I'm coming."

"Fine watch the place then."

"Yeah whatever," he responded then turned around to Chantal, "So where were we darling?"

Turing around he saw Sam still standing and watching him.

"Dude go! You're making her nervous."

"Thomas should be coming by later to pick up a couple of girls."

"What for?"

"They're going to the club."

"Yeah okay. Anything else I should know?" said sounding nonchalant.

"No. Have fun."

Walking out, Kabe closed the door behind Sam. Standing still he listened to the outside.  Hearing the front door close and two cars leave from the driveway, he walked away.

Picking up his shirt he pulled it down, quickly covering himself then he looked over at Chantal who was watching him warily.

"You okay?" he asked her after pulling her up right on the bed.

"Yes," she replied after he fixed back her sleeve.

"Were you - were you really going to rape me?" Chantal asked fearfully.

Looking at her he shook his head, "No. I heard him coming."

"But I thought…"

"No. Sam knows you and he'd know you were acting if I told you to act so I had to create the fear."

"Oh."

"Don't worry. You'll be out of this soon. Do something for me."

"What?"  she asked skeptically.

"Gather the girls together in one of the new girls' room and devise a fake escape plan."

"Why?" she asked suspiciously.

"I'm the only 'trafficker' here," Kabe said doing air quotes, "And I need a distraction."

Getting what he was saying, with a nod she walked out.

Taking his phone from his pocket he made a call.

"Robert.  Deliver the goodies."

I did not leave an author's note in the last chapter but I had this one cooking for you guys.  So how do you like it?

Also I'm hoping that this book comes to an end at around Chapter Thirty or somewhere in the thirties because believe me I think I'm taking too long to finish this.

Thank you to those of you who are both long time/day one readers and to my new readers for still coming back to reading Silhouettes though it has been going on for two years now. 😔 Yes two years it's about time Chantal got her happy ending along with all the other girls.

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