Chapter 105

• NICHOLAS
• If someone had told me I'd be attending a human trafficking auction by one in the fucking morning, I'd have covered the fees for their mental institution checkups just to make sure all the pot he smoked wasn't fucking with his brain, but here I was, with a mask on my face, being led to their 'exclusive room' where the event was supposed to hold.
• Gregorio had turned this house in a secluded neighborhood into his permanent residence after I burned his jewelry store down, and all it took was his naïve daughter to lead me right to him. He'd cut off all public communications, after all, but after some digging around, I found out that Gregorio was talking to skin traders and other sex traffickers.