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Victimo.5:TeOwerofteRedLater-3 (1 / 5)_

        "Dad,justlethergo."

        "Why?"

        Theoldmandidn''tevenlookupfromhiscigarette.Smokecurledbetweenhisfingers.

        "Theguywhocamefordinneryesterday—younoticedhim,right?Isawhertalkingtohimlaterwhenshewentouttotakeoutthetrash,inthebackalley.AndwhenIlockedup,shegotintohiscarandleft.Whatifthey''recops?Undercover?"

        "Cops?"Theoldmansnorted,flickingashtothefloor."Thosetwomissinggirls—thecopsdraggedusin,remember?Questionedusforhoursandstillgotnothing.Youthinkthey''reanysmarterthistime?"

        Heleanedback,eyesnarrowingthroughthesmoke."Relax.We''vealreadygreasedtherightpalmsupstairs."

        "Butshe—"

        "What?"Theoldman''sgazesharpened."Yougotsoftforher?"

        Helaughed,dryandmean."Forgetit.Theclientshavealreadyseenherpicturesandvideos.Deposit''sdown.Soonasshepassesinspection,she''supforsale."

        Hepaused,voicedropping."Unlessshe''salreadybeentouched.ThenmaybeI''llletyouhaveataste.Butremember—"Hejabbedafingerathisson."Theyallbelongtosomeone.Don''tgetideasyoucan''tafford."

        Amiddle-agedwomaninagrease-soakedapronwalkedpastthem,carryingabasinfullofrawmeat.Herfacewasblank,eyesfixedahead,likeshewashaulingsacksofcement.

        Thered-facedoldman''sgazetrailedafterherhips.Hegrabbedthebottleandtookalongpull,smirking.

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