Biker Bought Teenage Girl At Gas Station Human Trafficking Auction For $10,000

The girl’s eyes went wide. Betrayed. She thought I was another buyer. Another monster.

The men relaxed slightly. “Ten grand. Non-negotiable.”

I pulled out my wallet. Showed them the cash. I’d withdrawn fifteen thousand for my brother’s memorial. Burial costs. Hadn’t spent it all.

“I’ve got ten thousand right here. Cash. No questions.”

They looked at each other. Calculating. Was I a buyer? A cop? Something else?

“Why should we trust you?”

“Because I’m standing here with ten grand cash at 3 AM. Because I ride alone. Because I don’t look like a cop.” I paused. “And because that van’s got no plates. You’re running. Something went wrong. You need cash fast and you need to move faster.”Continue reading…