Chapter 13: Aftermath
"Why a brothel?" Heidi inquired.
"Well, if we can find one that is run by the mafia, then we should be able to take advantage of the human trafficking networks to get out of the European Union," Nataliya explained.
"How do you know all of this?"
"I read the news whenever I had access to a computer pad back in Memmingen. Okay, we need to find an electronics store, do you know where one is?"
"Yeah, follow me."
The girls took off down the street.
The store wasn't too far, it was large and open, there were TVs around the walls all displaying adds for video games, appliances, movies, anything one could imagine. Nataliya looked around and found where the computer-pads were.
"So how do you plan on finding a brothel?" Heidi inquired, following Nataliya.
"I figured I would just Google 'brothels in Munich,'" Nataliya responded, grabbing one of the display computer-pads.
"That is not going to work," Heidi said leaning against the counter that housed the pads.
After a few moments Nataliya looked at Heidi and said, "Well it just did."
"God damnit... so how do we find one run by the mafia?"
"Cross reference the brothels with news reports."
"How do you know so much shit about computers? You didn't even have one in Ukraine."
"I'm a fast learner," Nataliya lightly kissed Heidi on the cheek and went back to her business.
It didn't take Nataliya long to find the right brothel. She looked at Heidi and said, "Okay, so there is a brothel on Sendlinger Street that seems like its run by the Albanians, it's a block away from a church, how ironic."
"I don't suppose you know anything about the Albanian mob, do you?" Heidi inquired.
"Not a thing."
"Whatever, it's our best shot I suppose."
Nataliya set the computer-pad down and the two girls left the store.
It took Heidi awhile to find the brothel, it was in an area of town that she rarely went to. The ground floor of the brothel was a simple bar, there were a few people there, but not many(it was only 5:00 in the afternoon). The bartender, a shorter man with black hair, saw them enter and said, "How old are you girls?"
"Fifteen," Nataliya said, looking the man over.
"Your parents coming soon?" The bartender inquired.
"No."
"Then I can't serve you anything."
"We know, we just need to get upstairs."
"The brothel? Why?"
The two girls looked at each other and Heidi jumped in, saying, "We are looking for my older sister."
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Eyes of Vengeance
Misteri / ThrillerA tale of revenge, of sorrow, of misery, of a girls struggles with life, death, peace, and war. Her life of torment is chronicled in this novel, the question being, is there a light in the darkness? Or is it just an ephemeral flicker...