I Am Dragana

Chapter One

I was left to die in a swamp. A swamp full of alligators, snakes, and everything else that goes bump in the night. I was beaten and shot. I survived the bombings in Belgrade when I was twelve, served in the military, I am an FBI agent. I am not going to let something like this stop me for I am Dragana Pejic. I know who did this to me and I do not want them dead, I want answers to why.

Ethan Mathews, my childhood sweetheart and dearest friend is responsible. He came back from Afghanistan with this woman who I did not feel comfortable with. There is just something wrong about her and no, I am not being jealous. Her name, Noorah Oz. She was an interpreter.

Noorah's arrival in the US brought only destruction. My own friends choose Noorah over me and it is all petty. Ethan began with it all. If I had only knew what I was missing out on not dating American women. I do not even know why any man would want American women. First they are fat slobs. They do not care enough about their bodies and wear sneakers. They do not care when they should. They are lazy for not wanting to maintain long hair, nothing is more ladylike than long hair. They are not cultured enough and refined enough. All they want if France and the beach. Noorah had the look of a snake on her. Ethan needs to be taken down several pegs.

Ethan, let's get some things straight. First, you have no idea what it is like to live with a shortage of food and we do have a high rate of eating disorders and your attitude perpetuates eating disorders. Now, do you have any idea what it is like walking in heels? They are not practical. They are not comfortable either, high heels hurt. Having long hair does not look good on every woman Ethan. I know you want a woman to wear it down but again, some of us just want it out of the way. Cultured and refined? Are you shitting me? You have become beyond shallow, it's rather disgusting."

It got worse from there. My friends seemed to fall for Noorah and tossed me to the side. They claim I am boring. There again; Lexi, Rose, and Bella are superficial. Lexi is a makeup artist who lives to go partying. She has called me uptight because my hours can be crazy and I do not exactly get weekends off, especially when I am working a case or I have to go undercover. Rose, has attacked me for my taste on clothes, makeup, and how I do my hair. She is so obsessed with getting her engagement ring that she does not see the world around her. Bella and I have been on the outs for a long time. Our friendship had been on the fritz for a long time now. She had turned into a "contentious objector". She had gone to anti-war protests. She had called me a baby murderer because I served in the air force and I have been to war. She has called me backward minded and has called me a few racist names for being Serbian. It's rude. I don't believe in "Serb-phobia", just ignorance and assholes.

While my friends had abandoned me, my friendships with you my FBI hockey teammates. We may live in in Houston but there is hockey to be had. This is coming from a girl that lived in Boston.

I put my time into my work and my partner and I made the mother of all busts. In Houston, we have a high rate of human trafficking and there was a ring suspected out of eastern Europe. Due to me speaking eight languages, I was given the assignment. It also did help that I do not speak with an American accent. There were both men and women responsible for smuggling in little girls and women. Announcing "FBI, you are under arrest" gave a nice moment of instant fear in their eyes. They may not be from the United States but if you come into the United States and pull this crap, you deserve everything coming to you.

They will be marked in prison for being child molesters and rapists. Personally I say put them in general population and announce what they did. They will not last long.

The aftermath was me horrific. All of those who were being held as sex slaves in "Greh Harem" were all very sick. Several of the children had to be admitted to the hospital as well as the women. Many of the women were pregnant as a result and a few of the girls were as well. There was a twelve year old pregnant and the good thing is she does not know. The fetus was aborted and the DNA from the fetus should be useful in helping locking away the father.I had to play the role of interpreter for several women and children until interpreters could be brought in. The good thing about Houston is there are immigrants from all over the world so it is easy to find an interpreter.