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    By E. F. Griffin

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    Warning: Subject matter is suggestive, theme is disturbing. The topic is human slavery...

    CARGO

    ALL SALES FINAL

    Beautiful Women * Handsome Men * Young Virgins * Pretty Children

    FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 9TH

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    Solange Adams is a 19-year-old freshman attending a prestigious university in the city of Philadelphia. She is excited about studying business and playing on the school's women soccer team.

    That is before she's taken.

    Penelope Nsue is a foreign exchange student from Equatorial Guinea, an African country known for its oils resources. She is the first in her family to attend an American university. She cannot wait to start classes and begin her new life.

    That is before she's taken.

    Tamiko Reynolds is a 9-year-old girl who loves running wild through the city park near her home. She is an expert at climbing jungle gyms and playing on swing sets . Today, she cannot wait to tell her mother about the new friend she's made.

    That is before she's taken.

    These are just three of the victims snatched away from society when no one is looking. Their lives are about to be connected and forever changed as they are thrown together in a truck and hauled away in the middle of the night.

    See what happens to Solange, Penelope, and Tamiko as they become the latest victims of human trafficking...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGore Publications
    Release dateJan 26, 2017
    ISBN9780970144744

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      Book preview

      Cargo - E. F. Griffin

      Warning: Subject matter is suggestive, theme is disturbing. The topic is human slavery...

      CARGO

      ALL SALES FINAL

      Beautiful Women * Handsome Men * Young Virgins * Pretty Children

      FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 9TH

      Branding Available on Site

      Solange Adams is a 19-year-old freshman attending a prestigious university in the city of Philadelphia. She is excited about studying business and playing on the school's women soccer team.

      That is before she's taken.

      Penelope Nsue is a foreign exchange student from Equatorial Guinea, an African country known for its oils resources. She is the first in her family to attend an American university. She cannot wait to start classes and begin her new life.

      That is before she's taken.

      Tamiko Reynolds is a 9-year-old girl who loves running wild through the city park near her home. She is an expert at climbing jungle gyms and playing on swing sets. Today, she cannot wait to tell her mother about the new friend she's made.

      That is before she's taken.

      These are just three of the victims snatched away from society when no one is looking. Their lives are about to be connected and forever changed as they are thrown together in a truck and hauled away in the middle of the night.

      See what happens to Solange, Penelope, and Tamiko as they become the latest victims of human trafficking...

      Table of Content

      Title Page

      Dedication

      Prologue

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      Chapter Sixteen

      Penelope

      Cargo

      E. F. Griffin

      Copyright E. F. Griffin

      All rights reserved

      Published 2015

      egriffingore@gmail.com

      Gore Publications

      P. O. Box 43561

      Philadelphia, PA 19106-3561

      Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

      Griffin, E. F.

      Cover Design

      D. H. Gore

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in whole or in part, in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without permission from author.

      Printed In The United States of America

      Prologue

      I smell the vomitus stench in the air before I even look up. I hear the muffled, choking sounds of a black girl. She is crying. I search for her face in the dim lighting of the moving vehicle, but my eyes are still adjusting to the interior of the truck.

      When I see her, I want to look away, but I cannot.

      She is trying to avoid the sour bile that keeps heaving up into her mouth and splattering the floor.

      I am appalled by the way her arms are positioned behind her back and restrained at the wrists.

      I cannot move to help her even though I desperately want to. My wrists are also bound.

      Please stop it. Pleassseeee— I shout inside my head. I want her to stop crying. I look away. I lower my head. There is nothing that I can do.

      I try to turn off my hearing. I can survive this nightmare if I can just stop listening to all of the tormenting sounds of desperation that are overwhelming my senses— a weeping girl, a speeding truck, a pounding heart...

      I do not want to hear the others in the truck. I don't want to listen to their moans, their woes.

      I need to stop thinking. I am uncertain of what to expect— of what is coming next.

      But how can I shut my body down? How am I suppose to ignore what is happening all around me— what is happening to me?

      I can't.

      Pleassssseeee stop crying. They'll hear you. They'll remember that we are here. I don't want them to remember. I do not want them to see me.

      I'm afraid of their eyes. I abhor their evil smiles. Those eyes and those smiles remind me of death— of hell.

      I feel like I'm descending further and further into a rotting, fleshing eating hole where there is no escape.

      I simply keep falling— further and further until I eventually die.

      I try to shrink into a tiny ball. I am in a sitting position, but I try to get closer to the floor. I try to become invisible, but the girl next to me will not stop sobbing.

      I glance up at her from my hunched position. I see she is younger than I am. A lot younger. She's maybe nine or ten years old.

      She's a child.

      I want to comfort her, but I'm afraid. I don't even know what I'd be comforting her from. How had she gotten here? What is her story?

      I have to ignore her. I try to focus on something else.

      I am huddled against the wall. I want to cry into my tee-shirt, but again I am too afraid. I think I'm in shock.

      I am still wearing the soccer uniform and protective leg padding that I put on this morning. Today is the first day of practice.

      But none of that is important now. Not sports. Not college. Not anything other than trying to stay alive.

      I want to go home, the girl whines. Can I go home? she pleads before she starts to cry again—

      Pleassseeee stop it. Pleasssseeee.

      I suddenly hear movement. I know who it is. It's the big man. The same huge man who ran up to me while I was walking and lifted me into his arms. The same hideous man who put his hands over my mouth and continued to run with me while I struggled to get away.

      He is the one who threw me into a parked truck and quickly got in behind me.

      I refuse to look up.

      I hear his footsteps stop beside me.

      I can't breathe. I turn off my insides. I shut my eyes and squeeze their lids tightly while hunching my shoulders even more and becoming even smaller.

      Then I hear his voice, "I told you what would happen to you if you didn't shut up. I

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