Trafficked Book の小説・ストーリー

Damn, Freckles. The first book I pulled out was called “Images You Should Not Masturbate To”. I snorted, flipping through a couple of pages and shaking my head. That sarcastic streak of hers ran deep. I grabbed another, the title catching my eye: “How to Traumatize Your Children: 7 Proven Methods to Help You Screw Up Your Kids Deliberately and with Skill.” I let out a short laugh, one that came from somewhere I’d almost forgotten existed. Then there were the others—Fancy Coffins to Make Yourself, Do-It-Yourself Coffins for Pets and People, and, for good measure, How to Raise Your IQ by Eating Gifted Children. I shook my head, glancing back at her still sleeping form.

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Meanwhile, he could not keep himself calm but asked, "Did you go somewhere else as well?" She turned and calmly nodded, not wishing to hide anything from him. Thinking that he would find out the truth anyway, she said, "Yes, there was a library, so I just did a tour and got this book with me for reading." She landed her gaze on the book and then on him. He nodded with an expressionless face, "I see. Did you make any new friends then?" "Friend?" She blinked her eyes in doubt to hear those terms. Byron got up from the couch and walked in a serious manner, just stopping right before her. "Yes, you should have one."

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this time. Lifting the lid of the nearest one, she found stacks of neatly sealed bags. No logos. No smell. Pure white powder. Coke. Still Drew's brand, just packaged prettier now. The second crate held cash. Bundles wrapped in rubber bands. Easily over $100,000, maybe more. She didn’t take anything. Not yet. But she pulled out her old prison phone—a burner she’d traded for cigarettes inside—and snapped pictures. Boxes, bags, bills and evidence.

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This is what that bastard has been doing behind my back? Human trafficking? ***************************************************

"The witch's potion can neutralize the venom for a while. Sophia is thinking straight at the moment, and she'd never lie." I decided to simply stop arguing. I tried to leave, but it was obvious that the pack wouldn't let me go so easily. Someone fully transformed into their wolf form and bared their claws before lunging at me. "Don't let this traitor get away!" Blood soaked through my clothes as the attacks from the pack came from all sides. "Kill this traitor who betrayed the pack!" I fought back with everything I had, but the attack still left a deep gash right underneath where my ribs were.