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Автор J. M. Darhower
SEMPRE
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J.M. Darhower
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Copyright © 2012 by JM Darhower
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Human trafficking is the second most lucrative crime in the world, making more money every year than Google, Nike, and Starbucks combined. It happens everywhere, from the poverty-stricken providences of Cambodia to the affluent suburbs of California. Two children are trafficked every minute—that’s 2880 a day.
Become an abolitionist.
If we don’t fight for them, who will?
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
PROLOGUE
Blackburn, California
The building was in shambles, decades of dry desert weather taking its toll on the exterior. The dingy wooden boards were splintered, all traces of white paint that had originally coated it long gone. It had started out as a town hall, back when the mining companies still had a stake in the land, but those times had long since passed. Now it stood alone, withering away in the dark of night—the sole lasting reminder that the area had once flourished.
What had been a place of assembly now held another gathering of sorts, a more sinister one that seven-year-old Haven was still ignorant about. Her legs shook and her stomach churned as she followed her master into the building, staying on his heels but doing her best not to step on the back of his shiny black shoes.
