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The woman snapped her fingers. “That’s the one. It was a few months ago, and I didn’t know who she was then. I just figured she was looking to score, but then I saw the news and I remembered seeing her there.”

“What’s the address?”

The woman recited an address Lorelei wasn’t familiar with, but she typed it into the notes on her phone.

“Did you see any other women there?”

The woman nodded. “A few, but none of them were on the news.”

“Can you describe any of them?”

Her nose scrunched. “They looked like they’d been on drugs. Vacant eyes and hollow cheeks. Clothes that barely covered them or that were so tight they were asking for a UTI.”

“If they were being held captive, I don’t think the people who had them were worried about their health.”

The woman shrugged.

“Is there anything else you can tell me?”

“Do I get paid now?”

“Not until we recover something. But you’ll get credit for giving me the information.”

“And then I’ll get paid?”

Lorelei nodded. “Yes, then you’ll get paid. But first, the information needs to be validated, so it might be a little while.”

“If I have something else, I get more, right?”

“Do you have something else?” Lorelei demanded. She wasn’t running a fucking charity. She was looking for women who were kidnapped and forced into sex slavery. Piecing out information was not okay.

“No. But if I do, I can call you again?”

“Yes, please call me again if you have new information.”

“Okay. I will. And you’ll let me know when you can pay me?”

“Of course.”

The woman nodded, then slipped back into the darkness.

Lorelei stood there for a few minutes, waiting to hear a vehicle or some other indicator of how the woman got there. There were homes not far, but the woman lived in the city.

Lorelei recorded her notes from the meeting, then returned to her vehicle. It unlocked with a beep, but a noise behind her had Lorelei turning.

And coming face-to-face with a fist.

Lorelei’s eyes popped open.

She gasped. She didn’t see the man who was behind the fist, but she knew it was the same one she had dreams of when she was in the hospital and shortly after. The one who held her.

A key in the lock had her screaming before she processed what was going on.

Vinnie rushed in, his gaze going right to her. He locked the door and dropped to his knees in front of her. “What’s wrong? It’s me. Are you okay?”

Lorelei nodded, her breath rushing out of her in pants of fear. She couldn’t get the words out. The rush of it all was too much. Too much.

Vinnie held a trembling Lorelei in his arms and rocked her. She shook with fear, but he didn’t know what she was afraid of. It didn’t matter, he wasn’t going to let anything scare her.




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