Indigo Tears by Dennis J. Butler

Author:Dennis J. Butler [Butler, Dennis J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Mystery, International Mystery & Crime, Politics & Social Sciences, Social Sciences, Violence in Society, Teen & Young Adult
Amazon: B00GTWME16
Publisher: Dennis J. Butler
Published: 2013-11-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14: Bittersweet Victory

I phoned Max but when he answered the phone, I couldn’t speak. “Are you there Gavin?”

“Yes. We have Micaela, Tess and Nieve. They are safe. There are fifteen other women from all over the world,” I said. “I’ll talk to you later,” I said and hung up before Max could say anything.

Eighteen women were crammed into the back of that truck, exhausted, dehydrated, hungry and sick. Micaela Bruno, Tess Santoyo, and Nieve Pena were among them. Micaela and Tess had been missing for about three years. They both turned eighteen while living as sex slaves at the brothel in Hobinsk. Nieve was fifteen when we found her. She was still a child. “Good god,” I thought. “She was only thirteen when she was taken. What kind of animals do this?” I wondered. “What kind of animals would want to have sex with a thirteen year old?”

The feeling of success and accomplishment didn’t last long. We had rescued eighteen women including three from Uruguay, but it just made me realize how big the problem was. It was a bittersweet victory. I was saddened by the thought that if there were eighteen women at that one location, how many others were at that very moment, somewhere in the world living in a nightmare. I wondered how people could have no empathy for the women they forced into slavery. I was the one who was supposed to have trouble experiencing empathy and yet it was these traffickers that had no feelings. But as I thought about it more, I realized that traffickers are merely money hungry, greedy parasites but they weren’t the heart of the problem. The heart of the problem was the clients. If there was no demand there would be no trafficking. This living hell that was created on Earth was allowed to exist and thrive because of the deviates that paid to have sex with these poor tormented women. I wondered how many of the clients had children the same age as these women. I thought about prostitution. It had existed for probably thousands of years. But it was different now. It was not funny or cute or harmless as it was often portrayed on television. It had become something sick and depraved. I wondered how a person could know if a prostitute was forced or coerced into prostitution. Clients probably assumed that prostitutes in countries where it was legal did it willingly. I realized this was not the case. There was too much greed in the world. The only solution was to end it, completely.

Micaela, Tess and Nieve were the only women from Uruguay. The other fifteen were from all over the world. There was Kun Thea from Cambodia, Diwata and Yvelis from the Philippines, Finda from Liberia, Eshe and Morowa from Sudan, Juana and Nicole from Argentina, Elena from Guatemala, Carrie, Dee and Maria from the US, Liu Yang from China, Parveen and a boy named Ammar from India. Eshe was 22 and all the rest were younger than 20.

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