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        WhilewaitingforReyainthecar,JunidlylookedupinformationabouttheRedLantern.Whathefoundmadehisstomachtighten.

        Twogirlswhohadonceworkedtherewerelistedinthemissingpersonsdatabase.

        Ofcourse,thatalonewasn''tenoughtomaketheownerasuspect.Oneofthegirlshadbeenanundocumentedimmigrant,theotherarunaway.Withnolegalstatus,nomoney,andnoonetoturnto,theirchoiceshadbeenpainfullylimited.Apartfromwalkingthestreets,workingoffthebooksataChineserestaurant—waitingtables,washingdishes—wasoneofthefewwaystheycouldstillearnanhonestliving.

        Thereweretoomanyyoungwomenlikethemdisappearinginthiscity''sshadows.Forthoseyoungwomenwithoutfamilysupport,withoutasafetynet,yetstillprettyenoughtodrawattention,thesocietyseemedtoofferendlesswaystodragthemdownward.

        Itmightbeginharmlessly:afreemeal,aparty,adress,asparklingbracelet.Thencamethegifts,theluxurycars,themansions.Thatwastheglamorousversion.

        Moreoften,itstartedwithsomethingassimpleasasmallloan—anewphone,alimited-editionhandbagthatflatteredhervanity.Thencamethemaxed-outcreditcards,theinterestpilingupfasterthanshecouldbreathe.

        Andwhenthetrapfinallysnappedshut,therewasalwaysa"friend"willingtohelp.A"goodguy"withajoboffer.An"opportunity."

        Onestepintothatabyss,andtherewasnocomingback.

        Junrolleddownthewindowanddrewinaslowbreath.Theairwasthick—exhaustfumestangledwiththegreasysweetnessoffriedfood.Acrossthestreet,awomaninheavymakeupandashortjacketcaughthiseye.Shetuggedthehemofhercoat,adjustedherheels,andsaunteredtowardhim.

        HewasstilldecidinghowtowaveheroffwhenReyasteppedoutoftherestaurant.

        "Ugh,I''mdeadtired."

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