The Sex Trafficker
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  • Reads 30,956
  • Votes 296
  • Parts 6
  • Time 44m
Ongoing, First published Aug 07, 2019
"You know what to do with her, correct?" He stops clicking his pen and looks me dead in the eyes. I gulp. 

"Yes." I nod. 

He takes his feet off his work space and adjusts himself. He chuckles and shakes his head in disapproval. 

"I had an agent just like you, Sam. His mission was to kidnap his victim just like how you will. Sex trafficking. Well... that didn't go as planned because you see instead of completing his mission he got too close to her. Fell in love. Thought he wouldn't be found. I'm sure you wouldn't want to know the rest. I suggest you don't do the same." 

"I won't fail you, sir." I get up shaking his hand before walking out. 

Fall in love? Pathetic.

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