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Chapter 19
Brandon POV It took everything in me not to beat the s.hit out of that f.ucking prosecutor. I hate every single f.ucker who hurt Annie and any of the women that were trafficked in that place. But if you ask me, there's a special place in h.ell for the people who are supposed to help others, whose very jobs are about caring for and helping those people that have fallen victim to things like human trafficking, but don't. And when they end up hiding behind those jobs just to hurt innocent people it makes me want to come down that much harder on them. "Brandon," I hear a small voice say behind me. I turn to face Annie. S.hit I didn't even check on her, she must be a f.ucking wreck. "Annie, I'm so sorry, are you okay? I mean I'm sure you're not okay but..." I trail off feeling like I've pu
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