BODIES BLADES RITUALS V2 2-6-18 by Allan Andrew

Author:Allan, Andrew
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Swamp Hassle Books
Published: 2018-03-31T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty-Three

Brandy was sitting on a deep-cushioned sofa running her fingers across the stitching of a patchwork blanket that covered her knees. When she heard our footsteps, she looked up and smiled. It couldn’t have surprised me more.

"Ines?" said Starla.

"Si?" said Brandy in response to being called Ines. Her real name.

Starla sat on the couch next to Ines and touched her wrist. No flinch. She trusted Starla.

"¿Te sientes cómodo hablando con Walter ahora?”

I couldn't understand what Starla said. But, Ines looked me over, studying me. She nodded to Starla, who looked to me and smiled. "She says she'll speak to you now."

I smiled, first to Starla then to Ines, which was kind of weird since she saw me smile to Starla. I pulled a cushioned chair over close and sat. “I’m listening.”

I assumed a posture similar to Ines, hands by my side, legs uncrossed. A proven persuasion tactic. I wanted to make her feel comfortable so she'd keep talking.

She looked at Starla, then me, then Starla again when she finally spoke. "Quiero que sepa que no soy una prostituta," and stopped. She looked to me, waiting for Starla to translate.

Starla said, "She's not a prostitute. She wants you to know that first.”

I nodded. "Understood."

Starla translated my statement to Ines. For someone who looked one hundred percent Caucasian, and redneck on top of it, Starla’s Spanish was remarkable.

"Gracias,” said Ines.

Starla turned to me to translate, but I cut her off. "I know what that means," To Ines, "De Nada."

She nodded and spoke to me this time. "¿Quieres saber quiénes eran esos hombres? Eran monstruos.”

Starla translated to me and I responded. "I know. And, I want to stop them. But, I can't do that unless I find them. Can you help me?"

Starla translated, and soon the conversation started to pick up momentum and provide a captivating picture into Ines' life as a sex slave.

"I can not tell you where they are. Only some of the places I've been. But even then, I do not know the exact places. Me and the other girls were blindfolded when we were smuggled. How we were the night you rescued me. Last night. That happened often,” said Ines.

"Just tell me what you can," I said in response. "I’m listening."

Ines folded her hands across her lap and began in earnest. She talked about there being too many parlors and stash houses to recall all of them. The conditions were always bad. Little food, little water. Only enough to stay alive and sexy for customers. What the men thought was sexy. She didn’t feel sexy, not at all. The girls were profitable assets, after all. Yet, there were barely mattresses to sleep on. And, filth was everywhere.

I watched as her eyes squinted, looking into that past. Instead of sadness or fear, resolve and resentment appeared. And, it didn't dissipate as she waited for Starla to translate to me. Ines was lost in the moment, reliving the past. And, doing it bravely. She was, in fact, fearless in her retelling.

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