seen anything that may be related to Sierra and guess what?” My heart skips a beat hoping with all hope that he got something on my baby girl.
“I don’t want to fucking guess. Just tell me you heard something about her?”
“No. But there is a sex trafficking ring that’s local and they bring in girls all the time. Problem is, they don’t keep the girls long before they are sold. We need to check it out. I’m going there now. You in?” Fuck. Damon can’t just waltz up to some place that holds girls that are to be sold and expect to get in. They might just shoot him on the spot.
“NO! Don’t go there yet. I got a buddy who can get in without raising suspicion. If they think you’re suspicious in any way they will close up shop so fast we won’t be able to save her if she is there. They could just sell the girls out right or even kill them to save face.” I can’t take a chance at Damon scaring them and they do something like that where I lose Sierra forever. I’ve never been to the location where the girls are kept but I know someone who has.
“Shit. Ok. Yeah. You’re right. I can’t risk Sierra like that. Good thinking. So see if your friend can find out if she’s there. God I hope not but then again I hope so because that means we found her.”
“Yeah. I’ll call him right now. Later.” I hang up quickly as I see Mr. Morris getting into his car and leaving. I follow behind him a few cars back so it’s not obvious and see where he goes. First he heads home for a few minutes coming out with a few things in a bag and then leaves to a warehouse just out of town. It’s the same warehouse where they set up the underground fighting. Since I am the one who schedules these fights I already know about the warehouse but I’m wondering why a teacher would be coming here. There’s nothing there for him. I watch him go inside and fight the urge to confront him. I wait in my car parked on the opposite corner so I can see the door for when he leaves and wait. I wait for an hour or so before he finally emerges and gets back in his car. He leaves the warehouse and goes to another house near our neighborhood. He leaves his car and goes into the house like he knows the people that live there. But as he steps through the door a big guy who looks like a bouncer pokes his head out of the door and looks around the area as if searching for something. I sit and wait for the teacher to leave and after about three hours of waiting he finally emerges from the house and heads back home.
I realize it’s late by the time I reach home after waiting hours at Mr. Morris’ house to see if anything would happen. I head upstairs as quietly as possible to avoid waking up everyone who is asleep. When I make it to Sierra’s bedroom I plop back down on her bed and call Carson. Carson is my buddy in the sex trafficking world. He’s the guy who is trying to catch the main guy who runs the ring. I call him up and ask him what he knows of the house and if there is anything other than fights that go on at the warehouse. He says he will look into it. I also ask him if there are any new girls that were brought in and so far he hasn’t had any but he’d keep his eyes open. Now that I dealt with that I begin to read more of Sierra’s diaries. Now I read them so I can feel close to her now that she’s not here.
The rest of the week goes by about the same. I follow Mr. Morris and he goes to the same three places except for on occasion when he stops at the hardware store and the grocery store. Nothing to give the impression that he has her but I’m not taking any chances. I will find out what’s at that house and why he’s at the warehouse. First though, I need to check out his home. Maybe I’ll find something that the police missed.
The following Monday, I decide to check out his house while he’s at work. I take my tools with me and park down the street. I jump a few fences until I reach his and come in through the back. He