(1-continued)
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F.B.I. Agent Cameron Lorant flipped a file to his partner sitting across from him. “This was on my desk when I got here this morning. It looks like they picked up a solid lead on our trafficking ring that went cold six months ago.”
“Oh God.” Paul Cues closed the file. “At the price of a child. Was she sexually abused like the others?”
“No. The ME reported there are bruising patterns that look like she was slapped hard enough to snap her neck.”
“I hate to say it, but she was one of the lucky ones.”
I hear you.
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page 2.
F.B.I. Agent Cameron Lorant flipped a file to his partner sitting across from him. “This was on my desk when I got here this morning. It looks like they picked up a solid lead on our trafficking ring that went cold six months ago.”
“Oh God.” Paul Cues closed the file. “At the price of a child. Was she sexually abused like the others?”
“No. The ME reported there are bruising patterns that look like she was slapped hard enough to snap her neck.”
“I hate to say it, but she was one of the lucky ones.”
I hear you.
****
