A couple of days went by...

Sabrina, Lord Caliber’s Secretary, was still in custody. Now, she was staring into space for hours in a windowless, dimly lit room.

Instead of her sultry secretary outfit, she was wearing an orange jumpsuit. Her hair was messy, and she was sporting a black eye and a busted lip. Christopher and Simon were the ones conducting the interrogation.

"I have a daughter. I worry about her every time she goes traveling. She wants to be a cop, but... I can tell it's not for her. And every time I deal with a case like this, it only fortifies my resolve." Christopher said as Sabrina stared out into space. "We could say you are a victim, but I have seen and met those like you who have overcome it."

Sabrina finally made eye contact with him, smiling, “I am just a secretary who works in a restaurant.”

Then, out of the shadows, Simon approached her and said, “I didn’t know sexual slavery was on the menu!”

"I'm not talking to him, Christopher! Get him out of my face!" Sabrina said with a smug smile.

"You are the one looking at a life sentence, Sabrina. Not him. He must have been in a hurry not to shove his dick down your throat!" Simon said.

Christopher was cautious about Simon being in the same room as her.

"I don't know, angel boy. Maybe I can drain you. It'll probably make you a better person to talk to." Sabrina mocked.

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Of course, this would push his buttons as Simon would take her by the collar and throw her down.

Coughing and laughing, Sabrina would mock him further, "Let me guess. Is this your first time?"

Simon was about to stomp her face in, but Christopher stopped him.

“What are you doing?” Christopher questioned.

“They are going to lock her up for life anyway...” Simon said.

"Not with anything that ties with her. She is a victim and a lackey right now." Christopher whispered.

Afterward, Christopher tried to help her, but she did it herself, "Don't worry, boys. I have proven to many that I am built to last." She even took her seat with a wide grin, making herself comfortable.

Then, Jervis and Alpha Crucis came in with folders filled with documents.

“Gentleman, this interview is over,” Jervis said as he slammed the documents on the table.

“We are going through all of the forgeries of visa documentation, bank records, and working contracts of logistics companies even as we speak. The sweet spot is that we ended up updating the lists." Alpha Crucis said.

"An ingenious plot. He buys up commercial properties, creating a front—this time, it was an all-you-can-eat buffet—and he used those forgeries to claim they worked for Jimmy Joe's Chuckey Chicken. This guy must run this franchise since he owns four in this country. And yeah, we found the same thing." Jervis said.

"This time, the Crown Police got off their asses and did something for a change. Raided every building that was on the list. And the toll is in the three hundred. One location uses cadaver dogs, and they already found a dozen." Alpha Crucis said as she showed the pictures of dead girls.

Sabrina didn’t even look at the pictures as she stared at Alpha Crucis with a smile, “I want a deal.”

With a scowl, Alpha Crucis got in the face and made or own provision, "For the times you have heard screams and watched innocent people being raped and beaten in that sex dungeon, I will be honored to prepare and serve your last meal. What say you?"

Sabrina was still smiling after that reality. But deep down, she wanted to cry.