CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Keri was getting desperate. She hadn’t found Sarah or Lanie yet and there were only two rooms left to check on the second floor. Worse, three of the rooms had been empty, which seemed to confirm that some girls had already been transported elsewhere as “she-meat.”
When she got to the second to last room, she saw a female officer trying to comfort a girl with her back to them. In between sobs, the girl kept muttering the same phrase over and over.
“My fault. My fault.”
Keri stepped inside the room to get a better look at her. Castillo lingered in the doorway, hesitant to enter a place so full of pain. Despite the girl’s condition, it was quickly apparent to Keri that this was Lanie.
Her hair had been cropped short, but the distinctive blonde mixed with blue and pink K
