PART ONE: THE VISION9:34 AM - Moretti Operations Center, Conference RoomThe woman sitting across from Aria was twenty three years old and had been rescued from a trafficking ring in Bangkok three months ago.Her name was Anh. She'd been taken from Vietnam when she was nineteen, promised legitimate work, and instead had been sold into sexual slavery. She'd been forced to work sixteen-hour days, beaten when she resisted, medicated to keep her compliant.She'd survived.Now she was sitting in a Midtown Manhattan office, wearing clothes that fit properly, eating a meal that wasn't designed to keep her in a controlled state of hunger, speaking about what she needed to rebuild her life."I want to go to school," Anh said carefully. Her English was accented but clear. "University. I was studying engineering before I was taken. I want to finish what I started."Aria was taking notes. Not about Anh s
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